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A Paned Decision by Kimber London

In by New Author on December 23, 2010 at 11:32 pm

Music. Pounding through the caverns of my ears. Beats. Throbbing through my body which pulses to the rhythm. Stoplight. I glance out the window and notice my moment of solitude is not so solitary as I thought. A man is waving to me from the car over. I place a finger on the button which will lower the glass barrier between us.I hear two voices in my head and see two images. What if he needs directions? A map. What if he is a murderer? A gun. He looks in my eyes. I roll down the window.

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