The Gun Downstairs

September 30, 2009
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Eyes closing, a lump in his throat. He longs to be able to tell someone. But he’s never been good with words, so why would that change now? And how does he explain thoughts when every time he tries to bring one up in his mind, it quickly slips out of his grasp?

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