July 10th, 2004

tank girl


RestorationMaria paced around her tiny apartment for the thousandth time. She'd called the police, she'd canvassed the neighbourhood, she'd spoken to everyone she knew and a lot of people she didn't. Everyone in the area was keeping an eye out for Roberto and all she could do now was wait and hope for a phone call.

Like every other day, her son had gone to the corner store for milk. He wasn't completely blind, he could see shapes and shadows, enough to get to and from the shop with ease.

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