My Brother, My Captor

wiped sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand, the cheap paper napkin already soake

Liam's legs, or so I believed. He'd pushed me out of the way of falling debris, a hero.

s for the bayou tours, delivering groceries when

reamed every time I chewed on the right side, I ignored. Liam need

ke lead. My vision blurred. The clatter o

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? Liam? The man

sing my mind. Stress.

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unted my meager tips, the most vivid

ng tonight. Big race. Big

the parish, known for illegal gamblin

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felt... diff

my hand. Barely enough for rent, let alo

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