Tag: James Henry Cole
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Your car, your blood, your absence
One of my old friends in the agency called me today. They found your car with some dried blood on the seatbelt. I had it sent to a lab. It was yours. Still, I remain hopeful. You’re the most resilient son of a bitch I had ever known. That’s what I loved about you. Forget…
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Confession
Lisa here, I must confess. I always had a crush on you. In fact, I fantasized that when we brought you back to life and you would see me, my wrinkles catching up to yours, you would have let go of this unhealthy obsession and we might live the rest of our lives together. Drinking…
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If you’re out there, just know that I’m still here
Lisa here, This is insane. I don’t know why I’m writing this. I’m holding on to hope that someday I might see you again. I will never understand, after all you went through, why did you do that? But I won’t give up. If anyone knows anything, contact me. Please. How did he used to…