Six Sentence Sunday 9/16/12

Last week…Jake found a phone number left in his pocket by a very attractive woman he briefly met at a campaign speech. He needed to throw the number away. He continues to struggle with this. See last weeks post 🙂 This is the continuation of that battle with himself.

Did I have the strength to? My phone was lying there on the bed like so many women in my past were; with fear in their eyes waiting patiently for me to do something to them. Leave demons! The alcohol was making me crazy. I wanted to tear that number up. I just couldn’t do it.

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