Confessions

“Bless me, Father. For I have sinned.”

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Letters

“My love forever and always,” he said as he wrote the words. The fine tip of his pen caught on the fibres, the ink bleeding out as he held the tip to the paper for too long.

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Warning.

It wasn’t the first email he had received like this. He’d been collecting the exact same one over and over for months.

It came in every day at the same time. Every email was identical. The exact 3 words.

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Price of freedom.

“$3,000, is that it?!” Chrystal yelled at the teller through the thick yellow shield.

“Yes. The standard price for childhood memories. We charge a 10% commission, so you’ll get $2,700 in your account.”

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