George asked himself why he was spared when the guy
behind him in line died.
There was no rhyme or reason to it. He happened to be
first in line, but he could have easily been second.
It wasn’t fair. Why should somebody die just because
George rushed to be the first in line that day? He had pushed past a troop of
children for goodness sake! He shoved a bunch of kids out of the way and some
guy died for it.
George sat on the stoop making mournful noises. He wished
he’d never heard of the presidential pardon.
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