Fat ladies floated in the sky like balloons »
“He’s a natural disaster and you’re trailer city, Florence rasped, then took another drag of her cigarette.”
Roomate read this to me last night. This story has parallels for us both, oddly enough.
“He’s a natural disaster and you’re trailer city, Florence rasped, then took another drag of her cigarette.”
Roomate read this to me last night. This story has parallels for us both, oddly enough.
