| He winked at me, my crazy friendI realized again... 285 |
[Feb. 15th, 2010|02:38 am] |
He winked at me, my crazy friendI realized again that this was the best to be expected from human friendship ?See you tomorrow, Wanda,? Ian called from across the room, and laughed to himself CHAPTER 24 Tolerated It was true that I did not smell good I'd lost count of how many days I'd spent here?was it more than a week now? more than two??and all of them sweating into the same clothes I'd worn on my disastrous desert trekSo much salt had dried into my cotton shirt that it was creased into rigid accordion wrinklesIt used to be pale yellow |
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