June 30, 2018

You call Britney. You tell her you’re sorry. She says it’s too late. You know, you say. You’ve enrolled in a carpentry class. It’s simple stuff. You’re going to make a door stop shaped like Mitsy. Britney tells you that you need help, not a carpentry class. You think maybe that’s true. You hang up the phone and tell Ben this is your last night staying at his place. You pop a piece of Velcro in your mouth and try to find anything to keep you from vanishing.

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