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Ernest sat in the back of his jail cell wearing an expression no one in his adult life had ever seen. It was the look of a man trying to think, and despite his best efforts to dive into the depths of reason he couldn’t for the life of him understand how he ended up in this mess. Merely one day earlier Ernest was ready to turn a new leaf, obtaining an interview at the finest diner establishment San Francisco has to offer. A dishwasher position might not seem like much to some, but for a 28-year-old man who’s previous forms of employment inclu...
“It’s really beautiful, isn’t it?” The voice beside me took me by surprise, though I wasn’t sure why as Melanie had been there the whole time. I turned my body towards her, twisting the blanket barely concealing both of our bodies loose and letting the crisp air in to sting our exposed legs. “I thought you hated stargazing?” I mused teasingly. This certainly wasn’t our first time driving up to Old King’s Hill to lay under the stars, but I knew she only put up with it for the activities that followed. With me still living at home and her ha...
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