"All I know is, on the day your plane was to leave, if I had the power, I would turn the winds around, I would roll in the fog, I would bring in storms, I would change the polarity of the earth so compasses couldn't work, so your plane couldn't take off."And as I continue to write Fragments of Fiction I'll continue to look at these stories and see if they have something to add to the one that is still unwritten
"Jericho, I'll keep knocking because of the hope and the promise that perhaps one of those days the walls will come tumbling down."
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