There was nothing to slide off her finger. No reason to reach out to Toby’s empty hand, turn it up, and set something in the middle of his warm palm. Nothing gleamed in the dim winter light. The ring was on a baggage cart, on the tarmac beyond the window, packed in Toby’s suitcase. But she knew it was coming.… more
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One Night In Rapid City
Fiction by S.W. CampbellAn isolated man in his hotel room find himself unable to move past his own ruminations. … more
