Michael Paige
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His Dad's Pond
It was an endless sea of concrete as far as he could see. John had gotten to exactly where he wanted to be, yet every time he looked out the window of his twelfth story apartment, all he could see was a sea of concrete for miles on end. This was the life of someone who now had no life, working sixty hours a week, coming home, eating dinner, and going to bed. He told himself that he needed a break. He even had the accumulated vacation time he could use any time he wanted. Yet, he just couldn't. Or wouldn't. This time, however, as he glanced over the sea of concrete, a memory came back to him. It was one that would take him to another world entirely, but was it merely a dream....
By Michael Paige3 years ago in Fiction