Jason Wokna
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Soul Stone
“Hey Scott,” Brian said inquisitively. “Why does Neil have a missing person’s poster on this post here?” Scott turned away from the door to look at the poster. “That’s a friend of his. He went missing last year. He’s never been found.” Scott said, as he turned back to the door and knocked again. “He’s not here.” Scott got his phone from his jacket pocket, “It’s 3:05. He said to meet him here at 3:00, he won’t be long. Let’s sit down.” Scott said, pointing to some empty chairs on the porch.
By Jason Wokna4 years ago in Fiction
Soul Stone
“Hey Scott,” Brian said inquisitively. “Why does Neil have a missing person’s poster on this post here?” Scott turned away from the door to look at the poster. “That’s a friend of his. He went missing last year. He’s never been found.” Scott said, as he turned back to the door and knocked again. “He’s not here.” Scott got his phone from his jacket pocket, “It’s 3:05. He said to meet him here at 3:00, he won’t be long. Let’s sit down.” Scott said, pointing to some empty chairs on the porch.
By Jason Wokna4 years ago in Fiction
