Pat McNabb
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poet on Coast Salish & Duwamish land
Stories (1/0)
When My Guide Is Lost
Miraculously, you’ve survived. Even more miraculous though, is the survival of your best friend, who, secretly, you’ve always loved. The two of you happened to be together when the downtown area of the major city in which you’ve both lived near your entire lives was bombed. Because you were far enough outside the city you are not killed by the initial explosions but expect to be dead within the next 48 hours because you know that these kinds of bombs release colorless, odorless, and tasteless gasses that kill everything within many hundreds of miles. These are the kind of dangers you and your friends have long known about and come to terms with and there is a prearranged meeting spot. Everyone is there within a few hours, but you learn that some of your friends have already died.
By Pat McNabb3 years ago in Fiction