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  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    An Outlaw, an Intimidation, and a Trip to Hell. Part Two. “Let. The man. Go.” He glared fiercely. The boy smirked and leaned in even closer. “Make me.” Untrust was undaunted. He even seemed to be almost pleased. Very, very slowly, he lowered his head, still holding the boy’s glar...
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    An Outlaw, an Intimidation, and a Trip to Hell. “Jesus Christ, The Devil?” I sat down on the low coffee table, shakily lighting a cigarette and placing it in my mouth. “Yep. Hosanna, please don’t light up another of those god-awful things. They stink.” “have you ever tr...
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    I shrugged off the ache in my shoulder and shook my hands. After 30 minutes of waiting out in the cold, I could hardly feel my fingers. The boy- What was his name? Something trashy. Was it Dustin? Tristan?-Anyway, he told me he would meet me here, just behind the abandoned gas station, but he’s n...
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    I shrugged off the ache in my shoulder and shook my hands. After 30 minutes of waiting out in the cold, I could hardly feel my fingers. The boy- What was his name? Something trashy. Was it Dustin? Tristan?-Anyway, he told me he would meet me here, just behind the abandoned gas station, but he’s n...
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    “Hello boys! You really got me out of a heap of trouble just now, you know!” He continued to blabber on about something or other, but I wasn’t listening, today’s been a long day, and I’m just not in the mood for any other crap to deal with, especially being mistaken for a boy. I’m not su...
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    I dropped my bags on the hard concrete as directed. The pinched up little woman in front of me scowled. “Well, what’s the matter? Not fancy enough for you? hmm?” She gave me a sickly sweet smile and waited. “No ma’am. I’m just feeling a bit sick after the trip.” I didn’t know wh...

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