“Do you know anyone at school who could sell me some pot?” I asked, nearly scaring her with how blunt I was . A hallucination? Some kind of angel? For the past five years, I would greet each morning with the last warm fingers of a dream clinging to my mind. Would I ever see green leaves on those branches again? Or would this be my last winter? Would I die, miserable and in pain, or was there even a glimmer of a chance for me to live my life without hiding from the world? Would the day ever come when I too can bask in the sun?
Solemnly, I reached in my pocket and pulled out my Swiss Army knife . . Ah perfect timing as always, Kent, if you would?”
Those last words confused Miriam for only a moment before a large cloth covered hand enveloped her face
“Do you know anyone at school who could sell me some pot?” I asked, nearly scaring her with how blunt I was . A hallucination? Some kind of angel? For the past five years, I would greet each morning with the last warm fingers of a dream clinging to my mind. Would I ever see green leaves on those branches again? Or would this be my last winter? Would I die, miserable and in pain, or was there even a glimmer of a chance for me to live my life without hiding from the world? Would the day ever come when I too can bask in the sun?
Solemnly, I reached in my pocket and pulled out my Swiss Army knife . . Ah perfect timing as always, Kent, if you would?”
Those last words confused Miriam for only a moment before a large cloth covered hand enveloped her face
“Do you know anyone at school who could sell me some pot?” I asked, nearly scaring her with how blunt I was . A hallucination? Some kind of angel? For the past five years, I would greet each morning with the last warm fingers of a dream clinging to my mind. Would I ever see green leaves on those branches again? Or would this be my last winter? Would I die, miserable and in pain, or was there even a glimmer of a chance for me to live my life without hiding from the world? Would the day ever come when I too can bask in the sun?
Solemnly, I reached in my pocket and pulled out my Swiss Army knife . . Ah perfect timing as always, Kent, if you would?”
Those last words confused Miriam for only a moment before a large cloth covered hand enveloped her face
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