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Dec 11, 2011 01:04

There are 8 million people in New York City.  The odds of running into someone you knew from your past are slim.  So imagine my surprise when my life collided with that of someone I never wanted to see again when I ducked into a small, locally owned coffee shop on the Upper East Side.  It's a few blocks from the hospital, but I'd been told the ( Read more... )

[verse] new york bound, [plot] her nightmare, [fic] person: first, [plot] new york bound, [post] fic: drabble, [prompt] 300 table, [with] jeanne benoit, [storyline] what was lost, [with] npc

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ddagent December 11 2011, 10:36:08 UTC
Beautiful - I absolutely love the last line!

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on_jennys_terms December 11 2011, 10:39:32 UTC
Thanks!

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joelthecat January 8 2012, 04:46:36 UTC
Actually I think I'm glad I read this part last. It makes a great climax to the whole story.

And by the way, well done for the whole thing. It truly rocks.

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on_jennys_terms January 8 2012, 04:47:41 UTC
Thanks again! There should be more to come, so keep an eye out for it.

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