It’s not my fault you’re ill. I didn’t sneak the cold virus into your food or anything like that. It’s...
Month: February 2011
Dear M, I shouldn’t want you like I do. But you make it so hard. Maybe I should grant your...
J came in after being in the pub all afternoon. Stinking of booze, slurring her words. Not at all attractive....
Dear Scary Lady who lived in the Scary House, You were just an old lady who lived in a house...
