Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Flash Fiction

Barry spoke as clearly as he could into his phone, hoping this time that it would understand what he was trying to say to it. The only reason he didn't give up on the voice recognition technology was that one day he hoped it would give him the one answer he sought more than any other, and that was where exactly he'd been stranded.

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