Friday, April 10, 2015

SOL

I slid the cue between my fingers, and the tip glanced off the side of a white ball. It rolled across the felt, and smashed into a black ball. The black ball headed straight into a hole in the corner, failing to knock into any of the other balls scattered about. I heard a low bump as it hit the corner, and a clink as the ball hit another one inside the pocket. Darn it. I pulled the ball out, and tried the shot again.

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