I killed her. I don’t know why. She made me angry, I guess. But she made me angry every day. Why was it this day that I…… Read more “I Killed Her”
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The Lion and the Stream
“Are you not thirsty?” said the Lion. “I’m dying of thirst,” said Jill. “Then drink,” said the Lion. “May I–could I– would you mind going away while…… Read more “The Lion and the Stream”
