Beneath The Glitter

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de it look like he was the only thing called food in the wor

atever it was that caus

sweetness where

r ears. He had this way of talking in very short sentences that were heavy with meaning and intention. Even though she fought it with everythi

rry mouthwash he was reeking of, and there was some light touch of af

some brush of the lips, but it c

d on her

er nose, setting fire to her nerves. Each cell in her body stood at attention, waiting to take orders and move whichever way that touch moved.

ions were ab

of air swished dangerously in and around its curved length. Her han

loud, crac

sed loudly, cursing under her breat

gain and again. It increased in in

her f

y female voice somewhere close, but realized it was the neighbor who always came to borrowing one thing or the other. Today

it appeared like he was losing strength by the minute. Now and again his body would be racked by a forced bout of sapping cough,

ons. Water appeared from anywhere, but the can was empty. It dropped from

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so stern and clear, and she wondered what it took

s have not gone the way I expected it to go. I have borrowed two hundred t

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k, and was unapologetic about it. He was into high-end staking in sports, ran a prostitution ring, had chains of clubs and casinos,

rom his club nearby? What business brought the both of them together to the extent of borrowing such humongous sum from him? How did he expect to pay

r thoughts, with his eye

ve not been able to raise the mon

ided to give

r if the sentence had been completed. All that mattered was the personality who stood by that door, pistol in hand, wi