Joe crept up on the phone booth wondering if there was a chance it still worked. The receiver was still attached, so maybe. Searching his pocket for a quarter, or more these days? He wondered what year it was, being abducted in ’76. Joe worried, would she answer, even be alive?
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The Bag Lady 
The suspense in this story opens up a sea of possibilities.
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Cool! ☺️
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This is really good story. You have conveyed a lot in a few words.
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Thanks for your constant support!
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You’re welcome 😇
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