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A Chapter by Joe
Your nation thanks you.
Well, s**t, that’s one fine draft piece. Thom set the letter down and took a long chug of his Rowdy Rooster beer. When ..
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A Chapter by Joe
The last time Clyde got a draft letter was during Vietnam, almost thirty years ago. Now he was being called back into the service. What a f*****g mess..
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A Chapter by Joe
“Jesus Christmas,” Godric exclaimed as he tossed the draft letter aside.
“What’s up, Godric?” Jackson Andrews asked as..
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A Chapter by Joe
In the end his draft letter came. It was the day after Sebastian’s father got his own. Sebastian read the red-inked letter carefully and began t..
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A Book by Joe
It is 2011 in the police-ruled country and sugar is highly illegal. The life of a sugar-runner and his life against a dirty runner and a blood-hungry ..
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A Chapter by Joe
Looking through the scummy, dirty window, The Duke could see the woman open the plastic bag and take out a wrapped plate of cookies. She sat the plat..
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A Chapter by Joe
The bell buzzed and Joseph hurried to the door, looking through the peephole. On the other side was a woman in her early forties, wearing a heavy coa..
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A Chapter by Joe
When Joseph arrived back to his apartment there were a dozen orders slipped under his door. He piled them onto the kitchen table and set to work. Hal..
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A Chapter by Joe
The boy looked like a mailman with his messenger bags over either shoulder. Joseph looked at Fuez and back at Leaf, who had an expression on his face..
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A Chapter by Joe
The Duke looked away from the window, towards the sound of footsteps. S**t, someone might see. He ducked down behind a bush and saw, a moment later, a..
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