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14 November 2015
NaNoWriMo 2015: Day 14
First sentence: “Waiting for a bus that I’m not going to take is my favourite thing,” Dom said.
Last sentence: “I won’t try to speed up or anyting, we’ll just hold this pace all the way to the end if we can.”
2 comments:
Why in the world would he wait for something he doesn't need? Gotta' read this book!
He was waiting with Kathleen after she turned how his offer of a lift home.
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