Alone
Shit.
Something’s seriously wrong here. Where’s Lefty? Where am I, for that matter? This doesn’t seem right, doesn’t seem right at all. Last I knew I was riding along in the car, then that slobber factory the Mistress has been carting around picked me up and before I knew I was lying here.
She’s got to come back for me, right?
I’ve never been this alone before. I think I’m going to be sick.
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“Funny how you always see just the one shoe on the side of the highway, isn’t it?”
“Mmm.”
“Gotta be a story there, don’t you think?”
Saturday, August 23, 2008
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