The story I am currently working on has no title. The whole inspiration for this story came to me while dropping my sister off at the grey hound station.
I was helping her with her luggage when a guy came off the bus with a long black jacket and a large tattoo peeking out of his collar. I know it seems crazy that almost 8 chapters later came from just that, but its true. I didn’t even catch his name.
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