http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mesuke The original writings of author Neeeks! en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776038582 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 For awhile Samantha thought that Bill didn’t notice she was awake; his eyes never left the television as she went from watching it to him and back again through slightly parted eyes. He shifted, letting one of his legs drop to the floor while he pulled the other closer to him, hugging it. It w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mesuke/744417/ When Samantha woke up again, the living room was bright and her head hurt. 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