Welcome Home
By: David K. Montoya

Glenn pulled up to the first liquor store he saw. It was the first time home in three years. He went into hiding after he stole a few grand of speed.

"Good to be back," he said to himself and walked into the small building. Glenn navigated toward the back where the hard liquor was kept and opened the glass case door but paused after he felt someone watch him.

"Nah, surely they've forgotten by now." He said.

At that moment, he felt a cold barrel of a gun on his neck and a familiar voice say, "Welcome home, Glenn."

The End


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