I sit alone in the dark, cigarette burning low, gun heavy in my lap. I was going to end it tonight—quiet, simple, no more running. Then I hear a horse in the distance, hooves breaking the silence. I don’t move. Maybe it’s him. Maybe it’s fate. Either way, I’ll be waiting.
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6Eclipse Marie
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