First Words for the Day
An early start on a sub-zero degrees
Celsius morning, and I almost forgot to post today’s words. Before that
happens, again, here you go:
Mack ‘n’ Me: The Transporter Favour
Delight scowled at me.
“I was a little busy liaising with the station—and they
weren’t very happy with us, at the time.”
“We still aren’t happy with you,” said the man sitting
across the table from us, and I realised that the shapes I’d registered coming
in were real.
‘What did you think they were? Imaginary?’
I rolled my eyes, and made myself pay attention. I was in no
condition for another fight, but…
‘Stand down, Cutter. This is a meeting to discuss fines,
reparation and why we shouldn’t let them put you in a very small cell for a
very long time.’
It was?
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