Matt bought the house on Archer Avenue in the winter of his thirty-fifth year. Over the next decade, he and his wife had three children and then they separated. They were never legally divorced.
Virtually all memory of the brilliance of Matt had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.
Matt died tragically rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed sinking battleship.
3 comments:
i'd give you a high five right now if we were in the same room.
Sarah asks, "What's Matt doing checking out another guy's jeans?"
Good question.
Did he fall?
"Hey, we've got our apartment. We ripped up the floors, pipes, wiring, and having everything completely redone."
"You're renting, right?"
"Yeah."
Ryan
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