The Rehab Center

Austin Briggman
Nov 5 · 5 min read

The wind was coming off the shore heavy that night so Harry had to pull up the collar on his jacket as he stepped out of his car. He made his way up the wooden steps above the restaurant and knocked on the door. He turned to look at the ocean while he waited. Perhaps this will go well, he thought as he watched the sea crash onto the sands. It has to.

Tom opened the door. He had on a white shirt with what appeared to be some sort of…

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