I went the next day though, and I was careful.
He wasn't there, so I walked the rest of the way to work.
I had a full day of work, and then went home.
I didn't even see him standing there, watching. He had a sad face on.
He didn't bother me, though.
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In Pieces
Short StoryI didn't want to destroy him. I was afraid I would break him into pieces. And add him to the list of people I've broken. There's too many on that list. Too many.
