No Time

The brain of my course load has me and didn’t have the time to draft or get any free writing down today. I did think about Carlos and how he might’ve acted or been an hour or so before his amputation surgeries. He would’ve stripped down and laid down in the hallway, tired and lonely becase Felipa is away haunting around the neighborhood where her daughter, Bruna, might be with Carlos’ daughter…

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