Tuesday, November 24, 2009

New Story: It's How You Play the Game

Jeremy sat on the park bench slouched against the north wind, his gloved hands between his knees, and watched uniformed officers enter and exit the police station across the street. Blond hair formed a halo around the edges of his ski cap. The heels of his sneakered feet tapped out a syncopated rhythm on the frosted sidewalk while he waited to see if today, his twenty-fifth birthday, was the day he would die..

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