"Sometimes bad things happen to good people." Chapter 1 "Chunk chunk chunk" went the rhythmic, methodical throbbing of the
Justin stood on the sidewalk gripping a backpack strap slung over his left shoulder, and the handle of a duffel bag with is right. He
Whoosh…Whoosh….Whoosh…….Rush of warm air. Whoosh….Whoosh… Ohh…my face. The whoosh….whoosh… again, this time, slowing but
I thought this was an interesting little story. Good stuff.