40
Catch
Meet me by the river of lights.
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WHEN MY FATHER once told me that surrendering to one’s will and avoid bigger troubles could actually save my life, I did not believe him. And until now that he is gone, I still do not.
Although I knew that by now, my only choice not to blow my cover up and get to my destination was to stay enclosed in this cage under the sun, sitting on my bottom with the cold-a*s steel, and avoiding everyone, I still do not want to believe that submission saves.
As expected, the blood from my gunshot wound that once stained the floorboard of the deck had also disappeared and I began to feel painless from my wound as well, although the damage does not heal.
I have managed to take the two bullets that had stuck into my thigh and although I knew that
