Terrible Lie

[ceciliatan]

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

At the house, Christian was awake, watching TV in the living room. I didn’t see Colin but assumed he was in his room at his computer.

Ziggy shook the box of hair dye in Christian’s direction. “How about you, Chris? Want some?”

“No thanks, I’m trying to cut down,” Chris said, pausing the VCR.

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