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The Winter of Thanks
A roughly crafted story, written one day at a time in real-ish time
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Day Six
“What now?” My dad removed his coat and scarf. “It’s only seven. Anyone want to go see a movie? Doorbusters?”
Alec Glassford
Nov 29, 2014
Day Five
“Christopher Nolan is an amazing director, but he needs to stop writing his own screenplays.” We were about three steps out of the theater…
Alec Glassford
Nov 26, 2014
Day Four
“I’ve had this urge lately to get away, as far as possible. Just like a magnet pulling me outward, or no, a magnet inside of me repelling…
Alec Glassford
Nov 26, 2014
Day Three
“One?” Click. “Or two?”
Alec Glassford
Nov 25, 2014
Day Two
I’d like to say that there’s something special about being home that allowed me sleep like a baby until almost eleven on Sunday, but…
Alec Glassford
Nov 24, 2014
Day One
The sun decided to come out and play, just peeking through the blanketing clouds for a few minutes, teasing. A bit too little, too late.
Alec Glassford
Nov 22, 2014
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