Phillip's POV
I made my way across the Hudson. I held pa's gun in my hand as I walked towards the clearing in the forest where the duel would take place.
We turned away from each other and took a few paces away from each other.
We started to count to ten.
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I heard a gunshot. I grabbed my side in pain. And then everything went black.
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The Reynolds Pamphlet
FanfictionI just want to say that I wouldn't be writing any WattPad stories of not for my friend Izzy. She's the only consistent reader I have and I like writing stories to see what she thinks of them. Art on cover is not mine.
