"There's no disrespect, and there's certainly no 'dead'."
"How can you say that? How can you dismiss everything like that?"
"I don't think there's anything to dismiss. Would you argue differently, Opal?"
She looked away. "So callous," She spat.
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Paroxysms
Short Story"I'd say that was poetic, but I have no idea what you just said to me." She muttered. "Paroxysms of rage and sadness." He simply repeated. [par-uh k-siz-uh m] (noun) :: any sudden, violent, outburst; a fit of violent action or emotion. She laughed...
