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My heart flutters.
Archer believed me.
He believed me.

"What do you mean?" He steps closer.

I take ragged breaths,
but explain clearly,
"On my way back home tonight,
I slip and die, Archie.
It was not a suicide."

"Where?"

I don't hesitate before answering him.
"The Efil Bridge."
Maybe we can come up with a plan now. 

Maybe he'll understand now. 

I start, "Archer..."
But he's out of the house before I can stop him.

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