Everything In Its Place
Walking up the 75 steps he thought of what she had said to him before he left her room. It wasn't that she was being overly cynical, but her tone had become darker over the past few days and Dylan wasn't sure what to do. Or if there was anything to do. This was the nature of things, wasn't it? Certainly life was unfolding before him and he couldn't control it, try as he might.
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Fiction by Stu Mark
Illustrations by Jeremy Waltman
Dylan walked along 5th Street, feeling good about things. It had gone well and she was better in the long run, wasn't that what it was about? He felt sorry for her, sure, but what was he to do? "It's all a matter of time" he thought. "It's all a matter of time."