Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Fiction

They said it couldn't be true, but I knew that truth was often stranger than fiction. So when Jordan popped up in town after a 23 year absence, during which time every one decided he had died in some distant rain forest or run off with some rich man's wife and would be hiding for the rest of his life, I felt vindicated. After all, I had witnessed his disappearance. His literal disappearance.


I still had questions though. For one, where did he go and how? And, now that he had returned, was he a friend or foe? Oh, and I also wanted to know why he didn't write like he had promised? I'd ask him tomorrow at Willie's Diner assuming he didn't disappear again.


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