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I knew instantly it was thelass down and his elbow is resting on the edge of theA blind man couldn’t miss those tattoos As our cars pass I look in and see thes from a mile away – they have hard, mean faces and they look pissed as hell

Well done, Jack You just fucking missed them by seconds

Thirty-eight

Noah Abramovich

Present Time

Where The Wild Roses Grow

Frozen, she stares at er than I’ve ever seen them So vulnerable So childlike And one step away from a murderer If I’d waited one er and the loveliest, purest hu I knoould have been tainted with blood forever In a daze she wipes her nose with the back of her hand

‘I would have done it,’ she says in a strange whisper

‘That sin is not for you,’ I say

Her lips quiver ‘But it shouldn’t be on you’

I s let it be this’

Fresh tears fill her eyes and start running dohite cheeks ‘If you’re going to hell then that’s where I’ too,’ she sobs

‘You won’t like it It’s hot down there and the Devil lied when he said they have ice cream’

Her eyes roaht you were dead’

‘I thought I’d stay around for a bit longer See what setting up house with you will be like Maybe move to Nice Maybe have a couple of kids’

She tries to sh her are too rie to catch her TheFuck I feel sweat break out on rasp my jacket fearfully, and her eyes look at me anxiously

‘Oh! My God! You’re hurt,’ she cries, pulling herself away The panic in her voice echoes around the room

‘It’s nothing,’ I brush off

She reaches for the zip of my jacket and pulls it open Her hands fly to her es,’ she exclaies I et here

‘What the hell, Noah?’

‘Hey, it’s not as bad as it looks I just need so and I’ll be fine,’ I say in a calm voice

As I watch, the delicate hot-house flower beco men to brave her thorns and take her I watch the transfor me

‘No, you’re not fine, Noah, you’re losing blood No wonder you’re so pale We need to get you to a hospital’