HER

And when his brain could churn out no more, exhausted and abused, it turned to HER.

Because what else was there to write about when all else failed?

What else was there to think about when those memories just wouldn’t fade?

She haunted him like the unjust death of good men, forcing his eyes shut and jaw clenched. And though his nostrils burned with emotion, the reality was so vivid once his eyes finally opened that it sobered him up enough to try again.

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