Posted on October 29, 2015 Updated on November 2, 2015
“The stain is spreading to your past.”
She blinked, staring down at the words, which stared right back at her. “What am I supposed to do with this?” she asked, waving the scrap of paper about.
The coach frowned. “Just try to let it inspire you,” she said before hovering on to one of the other writers.
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