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M. J. Padgett

Backslide, Misstep, Crack In The Road

David sat with his legs propped on the coffee table, comfortably slouched on the sofa with his eyes closed. I thought he was asleep, but when I covered him with a blanket, he stirred. “What are you doing?”

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