One day ago, she had chosen the wrong door.
Now she stood on the balcony of the stolen condominium, burning the speeches that had not been spoken at the funerals she should have attended.
Waiting – as she had been all night – for the smoke alarms to spike into motion, and give her away.
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Straight On Til' Mourning
Short StoryThree hallucinations. Two doors. One decision. With the passing of her starlet siblings, Kirsten - the Minimalist Triplet - escapes Los Angeles for Virginia Beach. Nightly wanders through dark forests and blatant desperation bring her to the Valley...
