Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don't have to say anything - that is how, it is between people who are each other's first memories

I always hear Harry's views from his friends. It is the only way I get to know of them.

She said a prayer as we sat at table waiting for the meal and in there,within her petition to God asked Him to help those that were always mad at the world,too sad everyday to get up,always giving up.Then she opened her sgay eyes and stared into my dull lifeless ones in the minute after that,a pause that seemed to last forever.

Written By Vincent C. Ven

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