Marcus realized he couldn't do this anymore.
Last night had been the worst night of business.
He had left in the middle of the act; running away from the cuss words being thrown at him and returned home empty-handed.
For making a living for himself and his daughter, he realized using his body wasn't an option anymore. It wasn't in his control.
It belonged to someone else.
A boy far away from reach.
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March [ManxMan]
Short Story"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" The month in which there is a lavish wedding about to take two particular hearts by storm.
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