“This is a stupid question, but may I ask why you don’t like me?” Jal asked.
“Because I can’t trust you,” Slate said immediately. “We all have stories. Mine is bad, too. Maybe not as bad as yours, maybe worse, but all I know is that it’s bad. I’ve learned, over the course of my bad story that if I can’t trust someone, I can’t like them. Ever. So, what do you say? I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
NaNoWriMo: 30,307
I'm going to start putting my favorite lines/sections from my writing that day in my blogs. Fun?
Goodnight.
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