Meeting Jim at midnight again, he always wanted the privacy of the hour. It wasn’t his fault, or anyone’s really, but his appearance made him shy in public. Jim and I were friends since high school and I would never abandon him as other classmates had. His parents passed away, but they were never supportive and didn’t help Jim assimilate. Entering the walkway tonight, my senses alert, I did not see Jim right away. We met here many times and there was never anyone else around, but I was still cautious. Then a smiling Jim approached, and all was well.
Dear Rugby,
A true friend accepts you for who you are inside.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I agree☺️
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Mysterious; wonder about Jim and his story. The POV character sounds like a true friend!
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Indeed she is
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You’ve really got my curiosity going on what sets Jim apart from others. My mind goes to werewolf but I’m probably way off 🙂
I also like how the MC stands by him, regardless of all else.
I enjoyed your story, Cheryl. Glad to see you at FF.
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Thank you much…you never know about ol Jim😀
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Thank you, you have been a great supporter and helped me when I goofed😃
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Cheryl, you’re welcome, and I try to help out when I can 🙂
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☺️
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She is a true friend.
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We all need at least one!
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Absolutely!
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Thanks for reading Dale
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Intriguing. Left wanting more.
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I’m glad you liked it!
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This one really cares for Jim. Sounds like love may be in the air.
~ Nancy
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Ma be☺️
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Jim sounds intriguing, as does is friend
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