Just A Corridor
A corridor stretched into the darkness before Jemma.
She looked at her dad’s note, wondering if she could honor his wish.
A dry lump of air forced its way down her throat.
Could she do this?
The noises outside were louder now, the merry-makers making fun of Jemma and her bad luck.
That alone gave her the courage she needed to see this through.
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