Tag: thomas_mcguane

This was going to take a while.
This was a good time to say nothing.
Oh well, it was a living.
I had work to do!
I think you can do that.
He was not big but seemed fit.
He stared me straight in the face in a disquieting way.
I couldn’t just sit there, but I really couldn’t leave.
I’m not sure if that makes any sense.
I moved on before they did.
I’m not sure if that makes any sense.
It doesn’t matter.
It was late at night on an empty street.
That’s all I can say about it.
Eventually, the place went out of business.
Where are you going?
I’m fine!
You needing a day off?
I just wondered what day it was.
I didn’t have anything.
I was running away, and I didn’t want to go back.
It was long ago and far away.
He had been a boy of his time and place.
Life went on as though nothing had happened
That doesn’t make sense
We thought you’d want to know
That tells us nothing
I’m not saying I’m right
You could have come there anytime you wanted
There’s something about me you don’t know
He could hardly go back to what he had been
The prison was a tidy fortress of unambiguous shapes