Invisible in his black clothing and ski mask, Devon ran lightly through the 4 AM dark. Sure footed from frequent practice over the route in daylight, Devon headed for the door into the servants quarters. He paused and wiped moisture from his mouth and eye holes. The humidity was so high his clothing was soaked. Sweat and water blurred his vision. He . . .

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

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  1. This dampness on my face isn’t from rain
    or the sweat of too many days of high humidity
    it isn’t from the shower
    or running through sprinklers
    but from memories of you
    memories that drown my eyes
    and wash my face with tears

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