Two Minutes Past Midnight by Suellen Saidee Cook wildlife even though he is no

even though he is no longer with us his legacy lives on

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Two Minutes Past Midnight by Suellen Saidee Cook wildlife even though he is noThe lament of the last keeper of the light The phone was ringing, I woke up with a start. I looked at the clock, It was not very long after Id gone to bed. It was a wrong number. The person on the line was asking for someone I didnt recognise anymore. The full moon shone through the window lighting up the room. I was used to that. I felt the reality that I was to face, welling up inside me. The cruel pull of the life Id always known being wrenched