I always thought he was lying.
Nothing he said ever felt right.
It took me some time but I finally figured out I’d been right all along.
He was lying.
About all of it.
Nothing he’d told me was the truth.
And the worst part is that there were people out there he believed him.
People he stole from.
I couldn’t, still can’t, believe how he could do something like that to people he’d known all his life.
And sadly I might not find out.
He’s locked away now, and I have no desire to go see him even if that would grant me some peace of mind.
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Categories: flash fiction