We found the clown in a shallow grave three days after she came to us begging for us to stage an intervention
I imagined myself dancing on a grave. Not any grave in particular; my imagination celebrated what I couldn’t act out.
I am stuck with The Margies for the rest of my life. Fifty-six of us proudly call ourselves Margies. As a Margie, you’re on the top of the food chain when it came to staff ranking. Literally, it’s the best thing someone under lifelong servitude can ask for. We are still subject to the […]
“It’s okay if you like him, but you should know you’re not good hiding how you feel.”
“You’ll be staying here.” The guard shoved me into a luxury suit.
“I didn’t say anything.” Moses is a professional at casual lying.
She softly came close to my face as if she found a good angle to bite my nose off.