Read this story and comment. What do you think?
Forgiveness,
A sinner, a gambler, a debtor, and a catholic: I am all of these things but as of this moment, my savior crouches, clad in blue, behind an open cruiser door. I was tempted and betrayed by idols of chance: horses, pugilists and titans. Their golden promise of escape was illusory. Their shortfalls mounted and became my own. Deriving determination from despair, I pocket my hand and cover my face with the countenance of a man with uncomplicated intentions. I mean her no harm but my eyes deceive hers. I pray silently. I breathe deeply. I gesture quickly. She pulls the trigger. I am forgiven.
I actually like this story. With all of the big words you used, it seemed as if you were a real writer; as if this was actually one of your deep thoughts. It's pretty cool and scary at the same time. It makes me think what exactly did that guy do to piss that girl off that much!
Items Recently Purchased From This Site:
