Treasure Island

Tom Squires

(10/18/1961 / Syracuse, NY)

Doc


The old doctor sat bemused, gazing across the room. His index finger bobbing up and down as he tapped upon the desk. A sole sturdy posture, fishing in the depths of things already known.


©2012 Tom Squires

Submitted: Sunday, September 15, 2013
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014
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