THE JOB - a short story


 "Life isn't like it is in the movies, is it?" she asked as she lit a cigarette with shaking hands. The tears had dried tram lines through her make-up, but she didn't care. Panda eyes were like war wounds to her. She been there, done it, and cried to prove it. She flicked her cigarette even though there wasn't enough ash to flick.I shook my head."Do you think that they know?" She took another long drag. "Do you think they know? How hard it's been? How hard it is for us?""I doub...
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Published on January 23, 2014 07:14
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