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December 11, 2007

From The Comments: Jarrett

INSTINCT

She kept walking and he kept walking behind her. She told herself that he must live down the same block, that he could have business to transact. But what business other than something criminal would be conducted at such an hour?

She crossed the street and he crossed. She walked faster and he walked faster, their fleeting steps echoing down the labyrinthine streets. Trusting instincts, she dashed into an all-night diner. He kept walking without casting a glance at her.

"You okay lady?" a customer asked.

"Fine now, thanks."

Days later, a dead girl lay in the diner's dumpster.

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