Coasting – Part One
Short Story Milly: “I gotta take the bus home.” Von: “Okay.” Milly: “So I need two-fifty.” Von: “Where’s your bus pass?” Milly: “I don’t have it.” Von: “I know, but where is it?” Milly:...
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Short Story Milly: “I gotta take the bus home.” Von: “Okay.” Milly: “So I need two-fifty.” Von: “Where’s your bus pass?” Milly: “I don’t have it.” Von: “I know, but where is it?” Milly:...
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