Dolores

The woman tore from the sidewalk the instant the red hand turned into a white walking figure. Oblivious to the screeching tires and the gentleman, who, a moment before, had her elbow in his hand, she crossed the street, her face radiant. The man careened after her, windmilling his arms. “Dolores!” “You’re too uptight, Honey.” […]
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Published on December 17, 2018 08:45
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