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Scars - Part 10David Anderson, he didn't really call much the attention.Scars - Part 103 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was quite lanky, but he didn't have a nerd's body. Enough to be James' height or an inch taller. He had black hair, short but a bit rebel, with some of its locks falling to his face and getting to his eyes, but not blocking at all his vision or face. He had dark brown eyes, as if they were made of dark wood or chocolate.
He had a pretty nose, but it still didn't make him a good person. He was young, being around 27 years old, but looking a bit younger. He had a tattoo on his neck, on the left side. It was a black rose, but the tattoos kept going all over his left arm and his chest. He used to be called a 'rocker' in his days, and he certainly looked like one most of the time, but he was trying to hide it at the moment that, he supposed, the police was looking for him.
He now usually wore almost the same clothes. A jacket. Black, but not something a rude, tough man would wear. It gave the feeling of a senior's jacket or someth
Letters to ScoutLetters to Scout3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Epilogue for To Kill a Mockingbird.
October 2, 1943,
Dear Scout, You don't know how overjoyed I was to see a letter from you. Atticus told me that a lot has changed about you. How tall are you now? Atticus told me that you are the smartest one in the entire school. How is Boo doing? I hope people are leaving him alone. I bet Maycomb has changed a lot as well. I wonder if I'll recognize anything by the time I return. Do you remember how we felt when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor? You turned to me and said "everything is going to be different now". And you were right. I'll be shipping out again soon, but don't worry and keep writing, the Navy will always get the mail to us sailors.
November 1, 1943,
Scout, I'm sorry for not writing sooner, but its been crazy here. It's rained now for almost 10 days straight, and we've had to work 16 hour shifts. I wish I could go home, collapse on my bed, and bury my head into the soft and silky pillows.