Hashimoto Blues - Chapter 1

Why did I say yes? I stood in the barn, alternately looking at the ruins of my house and the box with its gruesome contents in my hand. In the two short weeks since Max asked me to “play a Game,” life had taken a sharp left turn to Shitsville. If I’d listened to my own instincts, if I’d just told him no, that simple two-letter answer, we could’ve been sitting on the porch having a beer and a smoke instead of pissing ourselves in the barn.
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Don't Kill Norman -
sneak Peek at first chapter rough draft

I screamed, my desperate howls mingling with the waves crashing on the rocks thirty feet below, my salty tears engulfed by the Indian Ocean as they fell into the salty spray. My right hand held a death grip on a frangipani tree root protruding from the cliff, its rough surface giving me traction against my sweaty palm. The tree rose in a twisted grace overlooking the precipice, the happy yellow and white flowers giving off their beautiful scent and contrasting with my dire predicament.
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Please keep in mind this is a very rough draft.

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