By David C. Daoust Margo felt she was pretty honest. She liked the truth; it was far more reliable than any lie. Not to mention, lies took up much more room- much, much, more. Every lie had to be accounted for, you never knew when it was going to twist, you never knew who was…
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By David C. Daoust Colin was never one for sedentary situations. His mind had a tendency to wander, and rarely did it wander to anything pleasant. His fingers traced the scars under his shirt, like small craters across his otherwise smooth skin. He thought back to the day, the day he’d met that girl, so…