Avatar Author: Tad Winslow "If you don't work nothing will." Maya Angelou Read Bio

“Listen, Rachel.” James starts.

“I know who you are.” He squeezes his voice through an uneasy, clenched smile, leans in and slides his hand onto hers— the same one she’s using to grasp her pistol by the barrel beneath the table.

James adorns a grave demeanor and whispers, “I know what you want.”

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  1. Avatar bluefish

    Wow, you’ve really taken my story and run with it, haven’t you? :D

  2. Avatar Tad Winslow

    Im running away with it! Try to catch me… lol, I hope I didn’t ruin any of your plans with this story— although what I’ve written so far only equals one complete ficly. I like sticking to the flash fiction length you began with. Thanks for the inspiration, bluefish.

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