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Smashed Glass (Nick Version)

A week before the new people were supposed to move in, I drove Maggie down to Kill Devil Hills to, you know, say goodbye to the house. When I asked if she wanted to go, she answered me yes before I could finish. We had originally left in such a hurry, and even I felt a little sentimental about the place. It had been home and whatnot.

We mostly hung out back, under the deck, but before we took off, Maggie went down to the beach. I stayed put and had a couple Coronas, watching Maggie search for sea glass.

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Title by: Jean Frances
Story by: Nick

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