Thursday, August 9, 2012
One-Way
He left town. Left me behind. Mr I-don’t-want-a-job took the offer before they even finished asking him. So he left with a one-way ticket. I asked him if I could go, or at least join him for a weekend. He asked if I had enough money for the ticket. Questions answered with questions aren’t answers. Read more.
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