Jul 31, 2019
It arrived like clockwork as Anna sat behind the counter at her night shift in a grocery store, midnight on the dot. Ding. A shuffle towards the snack aisle. She waited, reading one of those trashy chat magazines which read ‘I SLEPT WITH MY FATHER THAN HAD HIS BABY’ on the front of it. Flicking to the next page, she then lowered it. “Good evening, Leopold. Same as usual?” Please not tonight.. please not tonight... please don’t annoy me tonight were the thoughts spinning through her mind.
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