Sand is everywhere and it's grinding time to a halt. The whole world is frozen in place.
Tell me I'm not crazy, Ril. Tell me what happened. I don't know anymore. I'm really not sure. I remember the orange ribbons but nothing else. I was so tired that day that I might have made a mistake. Please tell me what you did.
Cats with orange ribbons tied too tight. Christmas gifts left for me. How could you do that? And how could I walk away without knowing for sure?
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03 March - the moon of the snowblind
Ficción GeneralStarling Prindle is trapped on the fourth floor of a parking garage in downtown Baltimore. He is inundated with thoughts of six cats lying dead with orange ribbons tied around their necks. Hours earlier, his wife strangled the cats to show her irrit...