Every time I close my eyes, I see the babies. It would not be wrong to give whisky to one who wished to make himselfdrunk, if otherwise he would take poisoned alcohol. I spoke without turning around, staring at the necklace. I raised my head to the sprinklers that were filling the room.
He looked more relaxed than I'd seen him in hours. The light was only a faint white gleam when it finally stopped at the far, far end of the darkened room. No, I think you always embraced the monster part of you. You're looking for a better way to die.
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