Then slowly… he reached toward the nightstand.
He opened the drawer.
And pulled something out.
It wasn’t a phone.
It wasn’t anything I expected.
It was a small, worn envelope.
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Then slowly… he reached toward the nightstand.
He opened the drawer.
And pulled something out.
It wasn’t a phone.
It wasn’t anything I expected.
It was a small, worn envelope.