The Wall... a short story by PLH
SUB-DISTRICT 5: Nov. 10, 2018 Justine set a large coffee mug in front of Milo and poured. “Need room for cream?” she asked. “Please.” Milo reached for the insulated pitcher in the center of the table. The café was crowded with uniformed agents, both male and female, it was rush hour, time for shift... Sign in to see full entry.