I left a flowerpot full of nails on her doorstep & hid in the nearby bushes. I wanted to see her face light up. I wanted to see her standing in front of the nails like the angel of them. But I was too afraid to be seen. I went down to the creek & tied a bunch of flathead screwdrivers to the branches hanging over the mess tent brown of the water. I
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