Curfew
Red and blue lights twinkled over her shoulder as she rolled down the window. Her heart thumped and pulsated in her ears where the now silent bass once had. Putting on her most humble smile, she turned to face the uniformed man walking toward her.
“What are you doing out at this hour, Ms. Hilton?”
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Ha! I’m sure that’s just how it happened, Cory
A little bird told me…
…and I see your comments aren’t being eaten any longer. Huzzah!