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Bourbon On The Rocks #232


I passed by a solid wooden gate that was holding back a mountain of sand that was used in the pouring of concrete. It was a massive square structure so I couldn’t duck around it when I heard a noise from behind. I started running straight ahead, turning back to see Cal. He had noticed me and began pursuing. My foot caught on a metal rod that was lying across my path. I went down face first. I rolled over and saw Cal standing about twenty feet from me.

I couldn’t clearly see his expression but knew he was grinning…

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