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Indigenous Peoples Day: A Short Story

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“I never thought of it that way, but it’s true.” “What made you go up to him? You could have kept walking.” “I suppose I respected his dedication to a cause.” Arthur paused, staring up at the ceiling. “I stood there and chatted with him for a while, and he told me about how we shouldn’t celebrate the genocide of Native Americans, and we should change Thanksgiving to Indigenous Peoples’ Day. I’d never thought of it before, but that’s Merlin, always opening my eyes to new things. “And he’s a good guy. Merlin’s always looking out for me, but sometimes, he can be a bit of a mother hen. He acts like I’m on the edge of dying when I’m stressed, but he means well.” “What happened after snot-fest?” Arthur chuckled. “It was cold out, and Merlin was shivering. His friends decided to end the protest, and I invited him back to my dorm for …show more content…

It was much nicer than he expected, surrounded by tall, tinted windows and furnished with comfortable leather seats. The black tile floor was clean, and the plants were well tended to. Still, this wasn’t one of those report-type mental health hospitals, and Arthur had every intention of having Gwen transferred to one. Did they have these places in Hawaii? He’d fly with her, if she’d allow it, and even if she told him to fuck off, he’d still send her. “Arthur, I’m so glad we caught up with you.” Arthur started and looked to his right. Merlin and Lance strolled up. Lance took those purposeful, police-officer strides, while Merlin’s face was a mask of deep concern. “What are you guys doing here?” Arthur shook Lance’s hand, but Merlin was having none of that. He pulled Arthur into a hug. “It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out you’d be here today,” Lance said with a half-grin while Merlin pounded Arthur’s back. “We wanted to be here for you,” Merlin muttered into Arthur’s shoulder. “Easy with the public displays of affection, Merlin.” Smiling, Arthur took a step

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