The Devil's Quill


Kyle Watkins

November 1, 2017

“Can I tell you a story?” You hear his voice, but don’t see his lips move. You want to ask where you are and who He is, but instead nod, yes, I will listen. “Thank you,” He takes a deep breath. “To be honest, I’m asking for advice, really. My sons just don’t seem to get along.” You smile. Of course they don’t, brothers never get along.

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