Number 7


By Reuben Herfindahl


The images flashed faster.

Gan. Lying under a pile of rubble.

Cally. Dead, underground.

Anna. Ohh, Anna. How could he have been so mistaken about her.

Tarrant Not dead in the crash, but so close to death that a stun setting did more than just stun.

Dayna, Soolin. Both gone, his fault.

and Blake.

Avon snapped back into reality when the question was repeated again.

"Why did you resign?"

Avon smiled at his grandson, "That would be telling."

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