Bryan left me a Facebook message.
"Zee, my flight is tomorrow at 12 noon and I would love you to come. I want to see you. Before I leave for a year. I'm sorry, I really am sorry to hear what had happened to your grandmother. I hope you're alright. Zee. I want to talk to you. Please let me talk to you."
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And he blames God. (Completed)
Short StoryWhen she understood what was going on, it was too late.
