Worse

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Every time race saw spot his " condition"
got worse it went from a few flowers every meeting, to nearly bouquets every hello.

Race knew someone was wrong, sometimes he couldn't breathe because of the flowers.

Race kept these flowers underneath his pillow. But it was getting more and more noticeable.

Like last week mush asked race ." Why are youse keeping flowers under your pillow."

Race didn't reply he just shrugged it off .

Ever since this he tried to isolate himself from the world , that meant no couples, no love , no spot .

Of course this would be hard for him so he sent spot a letter.

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭

𝐈𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 . 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 .

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 , 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞

Race felt bad about lying but he knew he had to do this . He gave the letter to sender ( a Brooklyn newsie) and ran .

When spot read the letter his heart crumbled. The boy he grew up with , his best friend gone forever.

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