The Plagiarist: Chapter 4

Adam patted his pockets as he left his apartment, making sure he had his keys. It was winter; the days were short. A blanket of black hung over the campus. A blanket of white covered the ground. He shut the apartment door too hard, rattling the windows. Of late, all doors closed hard for Griffey, [...]
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Published on February 16, 2011 17:21
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