PrologueA Chapter by crazysoxPrologue Thirty minutes from now “I’m sorry….you’ve got the wrong person.” I say. “No, no, I don’t! You’ve got to believe me!” The man, despite how insane he must be, is desperate. “Listen to me; maybe someday, you’ll find the woman you’re talking about. But believe me, you won’t be finding her here. Goodbye.” With those last words of advice, I shut the door. As I turn away, I hear his fists pounding on the wood, his cries for help, his sobs of defeat. And I know that I will never forget this moment. I will remember that his jeans had a quarter-inch tear on the right knee. I will remember that there were five ice cubes in his lemonade glass, until exactly 2:08, when one of the cubes had completely melted. I will remember the way the man looked at me, believing so much that I was his mother, it was near impossible for me to call him a liar. I know I would remember every detail of this day. I know because I can never forget anything, least of all my own son. © 2011 crazysoxFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on August 5, 2011 Last Updated on August 5, 2011 AuthorcrazysoxDCAboutNOTE: My featured story is almost always my most recent one. PLEASE read that one first, my older works are probably not that good! I'm a 14-year-old writer who's always dreamed of becoming the aut.. more..Writing
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