“Monsoon Kiss” by Don West
I knew the precise moment our relationship went sour; I always did . . .
I knew the precise moment our relationship went sour; I always did . . .
Hedgepig believed in himself; belief without question, utter faith . . .
Three miserable years. But there I was, fucking cigarette in my mouth . . .
Things happen when you’re not looking. Things that you’re not expecting . . .
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It was at the town library that I heard about Officer Harrington’s quick thinking on the front steps of the MacCann house . . .
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