Between work

Gus sat and assessed his head. He was lost and adrift. There was joy out there somewhere and he sought it.

He had lost trust. That was his punishment. He had met Molly on the internet and expected her to assuage his pain. She had a life to live. Life is oft the search for possibility. That search is oft private and unshared and laden with lies. He went home to his half-brother’s flat.

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