In Search of my Dimple Girl | ongoing
#4 in short story on 15.05.18 Anika." I said, my head pounding. "Can you sing me a song?" "Um, what? Me?" "No, the shadow behind you." I bet she would have turned. "Try once." I insisted. "Will you sleep then?" She asked. "Yes." "Okay then." She huffed a breath. I heard the song Perfect over the phone. The tone was...