EXCERPT from: the last good story.
Copyright ©2011 by Matthew R. Kelley.
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The noise of students shuffling out of their chairs combined with the encroaching puddle of drool that tasted of pencil lead woke me from my deep slumber. My right arm had fallen asleep as well, so it took me a good deal of time to get reoriented with consciousness and reacquainted with mobility.