Finished Folds (1—2)
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5The soft pecking that used to be such a comfort was now an annoyance. It sounded like a jackhammer piercing the concrete. It's always the same thing! Peck peck peck. EVERY-DARN-DAY
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2them walking away. Our friendship had meant the world to me. I slunk down in my chair. How could something like this have happened? I was so careful. I looked to the sky and asked