“So this is where you ran off too.”
Her brow twitches, and she glances at her shoulder at Mathias, narrowed eyes focusing in on the stitched black scar on his temple, the top trailing into the smattering of graying hair above his ear.
Dallas sighs, “You know I don’t run.”
Stepping up to her side, Mathias snorts, “I’ve seen you run.”
“Well you must have been hallucinating.”
He breathes out a laugh and they fall into an easy silence.
Previous Sunday Sixes
November 20 and November 13
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Kathryn, the Fake Redhead, is a writer. She graduated from the University of Arizona with a degree in English in 2012, and then accidentally exiled herself to the South for a year in pursuit of a career in athletic media relations. She moved back to sunny Arizona in 2013, where she lives with her four-legged roommate, Maggie. Kathryn spends her time writing, thinking about writing, and doing media coverage for select sports at Arizona State University.
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