Dead End
Spooked
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Honey Jim Couldn't Have Come for Me
I remember that rain beating down on me. Tingling like little pellets of something. And I ran out from under the tree. I ran into the edge of the woods and he pointed to a little ditch. A little gully that had been washed out by other rains. But I did look back just once. Just in time to see that tree that I'd been huddled under fall over in the wind. He died at noon today. Honey Jim couldn't have come for you.
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