39 – Shed skins

The sunset was spectacular, as most desert sunsets tend to be. Watching it from the top of the mesa brought distant memories into his mind.

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38 – Business as usual

The talking head on the screen was saying something about the public execution of the tambourine man, naming all the usual sponsors and invited celebrities. It didn’t sound interesting so he turned the thing off and went back to the counter.

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37 – Wings

Slowly, she pried free from under his arm, making sure not to wake him. An elegant silk robe by some Italian designer hung by her side of the bed. She pressed it against her face, smelling a mixture of expensive perfume and whiskey, then tossed it aside in disdain and walked naked out the door.

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35 – Numb

The leaf had turned into a greenish pulp between his fingers. Had he done that? He hadn’t even noticed. He stayed for a moment staring at the stains on his hand, lost in thought.

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33 – Deadline

The drive to the station had been less than perfect. Friday rush hour is not the ideal time to face the streets of a city like this. Not that he had a choice, the call had made that very clear.

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