Murphy McManus

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The Salesman: The wind rises electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her purfume is sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her everything will be all right; that i'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far far away. I tell her that i love her

::Silenced Gunshot::

The Salesman: The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot. I hold her close until she's gone. I'll never know what she was running from. I'll cash her check in the morning.