Change, John C. Laird [e book reader free TXT] 📗

A lump rose in his throat; his hand tightened on the doorknob. He glanced out into the silent, bleak and empty corridor--an apt metaphor for his life, he thought. He looked back at the warm silhouette on the bed. Andrew slowly closed the door.

Maybe breakfast wasn’t such a bad idea…

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Text: John C. Laird
Images: istockphoto/Alexandra Laird
Editing: Valerie Fee, Alexandra Laird
Publication Date: 01-18-2013

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