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“Michael, I’ve never actually had any friends before you and I’m not about to lose you either. Right about now I think we both are going to need a reliable shoulder to lean on every once in a while. I need one now more than ever so don’t ever, ever leave me and I won’t ever leave you.” By then I had started crying harder and was shaking.
We sat on the picnic bench for a while until the drizzle turned into rain and it started pouring. Exhausted, we booked a motel room and went to sleep.
It started to drizzle. I pulled the hood up over my head and sat hard on a picnic bench and buried my face in my hands. I sta…
A sequel to Michael [Part 2]
I write. Well, used to. I’m hoping to rediscover my creative workings. We’ll see how that goes.
Published on June 19, 2008.
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