Awakening [Aeon/Maisie]: Waiting for the Devil
It was almost Dusk. Maisie sat on the corner of 14th Street and Seventh Avenue waiting for it.
Her hands shoved into her pockets, her feet squarely planted along the left edge of a sewer grate. From beneath the straw hat she watched people move back and forth across the street. Young people, old people, fast people and defiantly slow. She had ( Read more... )
Her hands shoved into her pockets, her feet squarely planted along the left edge of a sewer grate. From beneath the straw hat she watched people move back and forth across the street. Young people, old people, fast people and defiantly slow. She had ( Read more... )
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Have I ever told you what a good writer you are?
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