Walter
Walter looked at his watch. One o’clock in the afternoon. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was behind. The clock inside the bank read twenty-one minutes past one o’clock. Walter dismissed it - his watch was never wrong. He looked at the line of people in front of him. A man in a business […]
Written by Ledale Reynolds on April 3rd, 2006 with no comments.
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