It was approaching the summer again. The Winter and Spring months had passed quickly as I had kept myself busy and surrounded myself with people, everyone. Yet, for all the time that had gone by, for all the conversations I'd had and all the situations I had found myself in, I could account for little of it. My memory was hazy, I could recall only ( Read more... )

She stood up abruptly from her chair, majestically and with earth-shattering intent, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, and looked me in the eyes, searching, as if trying to stare a hole right through me. It worked. Her stare cut me open like a laser-sharpened knife dicing an onion to pieces. She eventually began to speak and, although softly, ( Read more... )

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