Part 5 of 5 from the Duke's Opus:
The race came and went, as all races do. Jamie ran the crap out of it, to a certain extent, and she was positive her sweat tank and shorts were the envy of all the other runners. She was correct...to a certain extent. But as the number of days since the race grew more and more, Jamie still found a strange bond with her sweat tank. It wasn't so much that it was comfortable, because it most certainly was that, nor was it the fact that the lack of sleeves allowed her to admire her guns in the mirror, though she did do that as well. It wasn't even the fact that the sweat tank talked and Jamie and it traveled around the country solving mysteries. No, not even that. It more than that really....or maybe it was just that it was really, really comfortable.
The End
Written by: The Duke
Posted: CC - Saturday, 7:26pm - December 14, 2013 - Day 13 of 30
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