It was the second day when the window remained closed.
Chris' heart was beating with unknown fear.
Did he change his mind? Was all he could think.
Maybe he was sick and oversleeping. Was all he could hope.
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January [BoyxBoy]
Short StoryFeatured on @lgbtq *** The month of bitter winds and coffee mugs, cold air and warm rugs, witnesses the journey of two lovers from across the road. One in a cold park, one in an open window. *** First Place Winner, Mystic Awards 2017 (Short Story) *...
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