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| Saltwater |
"A perfect storm," he said.
I replied "what comes around goes around".
He nodded. "If walls could talk..."
"Yup, but sometimes ignorance is bliss."
He nodded again.
There was a moment of silence while we looked at the sea.
"We must think outside the box."
I replied, "but we must be careful not to open a can of worms."
"True. Oh, well. It doesn't matter anymore. He's dead as a doornail."
I smiled. "Good things come to those who wait."
"And we did wait a long time," he said.
"We did. My finger was freezing," I replied, holding the gun.
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