The Last Move
Elle was forty-two years old and her feet hurt.
Based in Canada. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. Expect NonHuman with grown-up characters (40s), specific places, and the long-distance pair finally in the same room. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Elle was forty-two years old and her feet hurt.
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