Friday Fictioneers offering for March 19. You can play, too, at http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/. The building was empty, abandoned. “This must be the last one in the city we haven’t done.” She unbuttoned his coat. “You’re joking!” He knew she wasn’t. “You always say that, but you enjoy yourself despite all. Remember the apartment building downtown?” She pulled him into the elevator by his coat lapel. “Very slow. Lots of bumps.” He smiled at the memory. “And city hall?” “Distracting music, […]
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