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Jeremy of the soggy basement that had once served as
home. Like everything else, the most unflinching
individual he'd ever met took the past in stride, not
sparing a glance for the basement's stairwell.
Instead, Jeremy trotted along beside Noah, trusting,
even if curious about where they were going. Noah
stopped before the chain link fence, erected to keep
trespassers out -- unsuccessfully. "Here, hold those," he
said, handing Jeremy a pair of pliers. Reaching as high
as he could, he hooked one end of a flat piece of metal
to the fence with an O-ring. He snapped the other side
into place and used the pliers to squeeze the O-rings
closed.
He wiped his hands on his thighs, stepping back to
admire his handiwork.
The sign read, in big black letters, "Need help?
Call& " listing the local suicide hotline numbers as well
as the number for the now officially named, "Cook's
Cause."
"Not bad." Jeremy stepped up beside him. "What's
next?"
Noah wrapped his partner in a one-armed hug. "Now
we go offer second chances."
End.
If you liked this book you might like: The Angel of
Thirteenth Street by Eden Winters, Settling the Score by
Eden Winters, Maroon: Donal agus Jimmy by P.D.
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