Posted by Susan47 on January 28, 2005, at 20:26:23
Atticus where the heck ARE you with those Molson???
I better walk over to the liquor store, that'll keep me out of trouble.
Or maybe I'll have the last of the Vermouth, straight and warm. Ugh. I just might, to keep from going out into that cold black night, the one with no end, the damp creeps in and strips my bones of their glow, they're brittle now, they creak in the cold, and they hurt, and one day they'll be cold forever and the sudden furnace will warm them, briefly.
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