!Woodsmen
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by Anna @ 2016
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Chapter 5: Hot
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I left the truck in front of Angelique's house in
the dark, walked through the aluminum gate, down the
cracked concrete between the houses. I mounted her
back steps, grabbed the doorknob on the security
door. It was locked. I knocked. It rattled quietly.
I banged on it hard, urgent. It didn't rattle much
louder.

I sat on the steps in the muggy Memphis night.
Sirens howled in the distance. A dog barked 
insanely. I couldn't hear the TV. The lights inside
Angelique's house were out. I was exhausted.

I woke up. A man was shaking me. I was cramped from
sleeping on the concrete porch. I could smell myself
bitter in my Waffle House uniform, panties stuck to 
my crotch.
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STILL TYPING...                               --ANNA