From Thrown Out, the title story in my short-story collection Thrown Out: Stories from Exeter.
He swallowed and made himself take a step into the alley. The trash bins along the wall smelled of stale beer, and bile started to rise in his throat. He forced himself to take another step, reminding himself the wall was cinderblock, not brick. A third step. It wasn’t nearly as late, the sky still the blue of dusk, not the black of night. He started to take another step, but a noise stopped him; he looked back for the source.
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