One time I stood up to you.
I can't drop everything and leave, I said. I have...school.
It can't be that far away, you reasoned suavely, your smooth voice weaving its way around me like a threaded blanket.
It is, I said strongly. I live in Wisconsin. New York is far away.
You told me you had to go.
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Short StoryHe said all the right things. And by doing so, he trapped her. Ruined her. librarywhispers © 2017 Started: Feb. 16, 2017 Finished: Feb. 21, 2017