Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Flash Fiction

Two decades after the fact, Sydney still had no idea what had happened to her. She could still vividly recall waking up in Hong Kong, and the events as she learned that'd played out to reach that point, but it was still a period of her life she'd probably be thinking about until the day she died, and not necessarily fondly.

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