Thursday 2 June 2016

Short Scribble 1

They exchanged pleasantries, and made polite talk. He thought hard about what the reason might be, but there could be no other explanation. They both knew it.

It had taken a thirty hour long journey, and a three hour dinner to realise that an old friendship had been lost.

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Short Scribble 32

If there's a God, why does he enjoy placing a like in my soul and watching it play out