Geoff Foley

My Fiction

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written on: Saturday, December 28, 2019
With it came that cold wind. And with that cold wind went Carl.
written on: Sunday, November 24, 2019
He runs a hand through his beard, contemplating what he is witnessing. And then…
written on: Thursday, January 31, 2019
Against my better judgment, I closed the door, unlatched the chain, and invited him in.
written on: Sunday, July 29, 2018
"We should just accept our fate and go along for the ride."
written on: Wednesday, August 16, 2017
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written on: Friday, September 11, 2015
She blushed and passed her wine glass to me for a refill of red.