DREAM LOVER - FALCONE
sitting at my home offic
wo weeks and I'd barely begun my work. I am a freelance editor. I got
hes therefore I had to feed it's habit. I also have an addiction with mixed drinks and cosmos
. My dad did some of the work so does my friend, Enrico. So maybe I should say, I have a
't move on their own and plant itselves in my house and say, "We're
dreams, of which I have been hav
he man I have been daydreaming about. I was day dreaming of changing the scenario of how we first met. Me, of course, being smarter, funnier, more alluring and mysterious, more inte
as drunk that night and not any
will be loud and the next would be hoarse that made me think it went to a basketball game and cheer
ould fix it for a half bucket of beers and a homemade pizza. Even though this would mean that he would bring his wh
ssy. Dust rags are everywhere so does the laint brushes, power tools, cans and tubes of
bbing my own hair and screaming "you're just goo
is between two narrow walls
s ago, that stained gl
y Dream Lover, I'd walked to this ramboe and wrecked of a house and I saw
up like a light bulb bein
the house yet, but he turned his eyes to the heavens. His prayers
I bought
hould have lis
door and saw Arlene, my sister's
h
it and m
more. If that's the case, then
r. Checking the tress and shrubs that she might hide in. I wouldn't put it passed SK and Arlen
rlene spent their days. I am convinced though,
ok pretty scrunching her face if she did not use heavy make up like her eyeline
She shouted
st
d I like my neighbors. They don't need a biker bitch from hell standing on m
between the door and the jamb whil
smile and a fake cheery tone since I a
is Sarah Katrina
Total
ort to stop myself
ene," I
here," she warned then looked behind m
e you better come out right freak
"Keep your freaking
e up and down, yellong, "Sarah Katrina! You
, "Seriously, Arlene, shut the friggin' up. SK isn't here and she was never here. Of all
lifted her hand made a gun look a like with her fingers, created a gunshot sound an
tic if only I am not scared by the way she looked
g her with her one and only
ere eye to eye and she said in a whisper but scary tone, "D-E-A-D,
. A question that always got a yes
some kind
ew in my head. Then she lifted her hand once again t
ound and walk swif
hshe was wearing a tight tank top, black leather motorcycle jacket, that is unzipped, a short and frayed j
with what my sister got into this time
Shit