My
eyes darted across my dresser one last time as I rubbed frantically at
my left wrist. Where was it?! I could not leave without it, but the
clock on the wall was fairly shouting that I was going to break my word
if I did not go right then. I would have to choose between wearing a
watch and being on time. I set my teeth and left watchless.
Today's post by Bonnie.
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