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Part 4: Upward and Onward
Head pressed against the passenger-side door, Derek soaked in the steady hum of the car’s tailpipe scraping against the salt-bleached pavement. His world was occasionally punctuated by the whoosh of another vehicle passing in the opposite direction and a high-pitched squeal that accompanied each turn. He pulled the blanket closer against him to fend off… Read more
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Part 3: Dawning Realizations
Derek awoke to the aroma of maple syrup and breakfast grease. Still too battered to stand, he surveyed his surroundings through swollen, partially closed eyes. It was a student apartment, with the anonymous white walls and brown, stain-hiding carpet. A couple fine art prints blown up to poster size were taped onto the wall. He… Read more