The wind howled louder than a dozen wolves. There wasn’t a soul in sight on Crenbrow lane as the cold air seized the darkened driveways. A light pit patter of rain spurs from the gray clouds followed by loud rumbles of thunder, making it almost impossible to hear the occupants living across and down the…
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The Rainman
Tess hops out of the van to meet Mick , who has been waiting on the curb outside a building for her. “You got the stuff?” he asks anxiously, blowing his breath into his cold hands. “Yup!” Tess exclaims, waving the contract into the air smiling. She kisses him. “All fifty-six pages. Are they ready…
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