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If pulling a drain plug could erase the past, Donavan would let it suck all the ugliness away. Every thought, every deed, every word. But an overwhelming fog clouds his mind. It was a prank. Wasn’t it? He never really meant to jump. Or had he? Fading in and out of consciousness, he tries to remember…it’s there…just lingering out of reach…the reason he lost his friends
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