Spilt red liquid from a glass

Lemonade

There was blood on the carpet.  It was just another door, out of the countless I had knocked on that morning. Reciting “hello ma’am can I trouble you for some spare change, we’re raising money at school for cancer.” If you raised over $50 you got a voucher for the school canteen, and I was already over half way there. […]

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