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Murder Is But A Memory


We turned, holding hands as we looked back out over the ever darkening water.

"You know," I said, "just before the war this whole coastline was littered with gambling ships."

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah," I continued, "they were run by this Vegas mobster named Vic Stane, before the state Attorney General shut 'em down, and Stane retreated back to Nevada."

I felt Kerri's hand trembling. When I turned to look her whole body was shaking and she had a look of wretched horror on her face. She started sobbing uncontrollably.

"Kerri!" I screamed. "What's wrong?"

She collapsed on the pier...

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    Neville Hunt over 5 years ago

    You are really packing it in. Lovely language, metaphors and similes. I'm sharing the emotions with them.

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    Christopher over 5 years ago

    Thank you, Neville. Your support and the support from the others is making this a wonderful experience.

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