ra's
ays, drawing the heavy curtains to block out the
the room, and every time the screen
e became unbearable. I crossed the cold
screenshots of her priv
fitting schedul
be sent to the air
by, video ca
hat Preston was relieved when
ad an "episode," I acted
t saw, slowly tearing open the eight
the phone against the wall. With a sharp crac
hat it was still partially
corner. My eyes fell on the tin pot Preston used to boil porridge, then
me in a dusty attic and swore a blood oath to
osely picked at my deepest wounds, us
d play the generous savior, while in reality
up, my stiff, trembling legs support
red and stung, as if trying to completely wash away th
thes, I pulled my suitcase ou
he things I had bought with my own money. As for the che
ed photo face down
l on a yellow sticky note and stuck
rs, the de
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