Short Story

A Life of Sin

The cab reeked of onion, and nobody else seemed to care. Maybe because the other girls were too busy chatting it up with the driver, asking him where he was from, if he had a family, did he always live in Vegas, and most importantly, did he love it as much as we did? But …

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The View From the Top

They tell me I need to get over it. Let the pain go. It’s holding me back, they say. It’s keeping you from moving forward with your life. But I’d beg to disagree. What if it’s not holding me back, but, in reality, helping me move forward? After all, who could ever forget something like …

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