What We Almost Had
What We Almost Had I It was a Tuesday. Sarah stopped at the gas station on Route 7 at eleven forty-five because that was when her shift ended at the Walmart and the trailer felt too small and the aunt's house felt too loud and the only thing she could think of was the sound of a gas pump counting up and the man who stood next to it and did not look at her but was there and that was enough. Mike...
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