Gateway to the Empyrean: Cirrocumulus 75

“You mean it…?” Corinne whispered over the phone.

Some tears were streaming down my face. “Every. Single. Word.” I emphasized to her.

“Someone like you really cares.” She still spoke with a low volume even though I understood everything what she was saying.

“Just do whatever you can, but don’t give up on that book.” I pleaded with her. “Promise me.”

“I promise, Hosea.” Corinne complied.

“Good. You don’t have to take those lies, so fight back. You were made to share your art with the world.” I encouraged her.

“Thank you…” She whimpered.

Just keep on living, Corinne. You got this.

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