It Sounds Like Fiction

“Eight years? Eight fucking years?”

“You’ve been like this for eight years?” Wren asks surprised.

“I guess so,” The semi-transparent figure shrugs. “Doesn’t feel like it, though. I guess time moves differently when you’re dead.”

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This is a short story of only five installments and it will be updated every day this week (March 27th - March 31st) after 4 p.m. CST.

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We miss you, Jimmy.
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