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Submitted to Contest #261
“Do you feel guilty that you continue without him?”“I… we’ve been through a lot, I mean… I know Thomas a hundred percent. I always have. He’s the best man I ever met. I speak to him about, like, everything. We’ve been through more than you think. Millions of people follow me; no one knows me like Tommy does. He’s always there for me, telling me he’s proud of me. Honestly, I feel, that’s… what fuels me… to play. Sorry, I’m sorry. All of this it’s a mess – it makes me sad because everything I ha… Thomas. I never wanted him to retire, and he ne...
Submitted to Contest #212
Fret seemed to riddle his willpower; he suppressed a cold shiver. His irises were paralyzed with fear, a fear that half-unmanned him. His heart hung silent, the beating stationary in the air. His hands were cold and clammy – the proof were the marks of sweat embalmed on the letter – as he shakily handed it over.Twitching reptilian eyes, a watery smile. Hair, a fine moist merlot concealed by the scarlet shako - such an uncanny mailman.His nervousness was a sorrowful sight.And so, with the letter given, his job done, the postman turned around,...
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