Brick by BrickA Story by Archipelago55 word contestNicole was still shaking as she got in the car. "It's ok, it's over," said her mom. She gave a weak smile which was not returned. They drove past the protesters, away from the clinic. She would never, ever admit it, but she had named him Tyler, after his father. Goodbye, Tyler. Forgive me, Tyler. © 2009 Archipelago |
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3 Reviews Added on August 31, 2009 AuthorArchipelagoNJAboutI like writing. It relieves stress. I'm in college. - - - - - "When you saw, far off, the heavy fate approaching, did you not say to the mountains, “hide me”, to the hills, “fall.. more..Writing
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