One Way Ticket
The beggar dashed away from the cart with is heart pumping and feet feeling as
though two shoes of lead had been branded around them. His breath was short and his
head filled with contempt for his own being. He ran non-stop to his friends waiting two
blocks away in an abandoned ally. He ran not for himself but for his friends, as they had
done time after time for him. The bread that he …
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…friend, but
Jake knew what the other had not. Their friend turned foe had wanted what he got, but
would never get what he wanted. Never would he have a true friend, or peaceful moment.
He had entered a ring of money, a wicked circle where he was in his own company, of
liars and cheats. From riches to rags and from simple to devious, never again would he
know a person past their wealth.
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