The Opening Part Two: The Closer
Eerybody has been asking about the status of the second part of the story. But honestly, I debated even writing it. She did say that Part One was a lovely opening to an experience that had left her mind reeling. As admittedly mine had been, too, ever since the taillights of her green Subaru faded south, leaving The City to feel that much more empty in her sudden absence. My weiner was starting to feel a little peculiar about it all, too. Not sure about how hers was feeling. Things not meant to cling were starting to get sticky. Weird, but in a way not entirely unpleasant. Like going to the gym drunk. But I still found myself hesitating. And it didn’t really help literary matters …
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