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Last Kiss

MadHouse

It was a cool night. The wind whistled past my ears and my hands were numb, but nothing could dampen my mood. My dad's truck keys jingled from my pocket as I walked up to Alice's front porch. The porch lights flickered, needing new batteries. When I reached the door, I was greeted by a cheery rug. I knocked on the big, white door and waited, listening to footsteps rushing about. Then Alice opened the door, her hair curled, her makeup applied, her biggest smile planted on her mouth. "Hi, Eddie." I grinned back at her. "Hey." Then her overweight father lumbered over. When he spoke I could smell alcohol. "Have her home by eleven. Got it?" I nodded. "Yes, sir." Then I took Alice's hand and led her away from her house. I opened the truck's door for her and helped her climb in. Then I came around to... [Read More]