Chapter 57 "Your Fathers Daughter"
Boris had the apartment to himself for the day. Whittle and Jenn had taken Melody out for her physical therapy - just going for walks to strengthen her leg muscles - and Father Krickett was at the church,...
Boris had the apartment to himself for the day. Whittle and Jenn had taken Melody out for her physical therapy - just going for walks to strengthen her leg muscles - and Father Krickett was at the church,...
Chrissy had finished lunch and was now headed to her next class. She'd shuffled all her trash to the nearest bin, then gathered up her things and was heading down the hallway. Her next class wasn't for...
"It's supposed to be stuff you'd never have done otherwise," Carol said, "things that you might've been interested in doing or scared to do, but now are willing to, given the circumstances." "Why though?"...
The place hadn't really changed. The exterior might be painted a different color, a more modern front porch and up to date windows, but overall, the house looked the exact same as the last time Boris...
"She was selling candy," Boris said, "You can't say no to a little girl selling candy, even if most of them are from well off families who don't need the money to begin with." "You're a real sentimental...
John Krickett had written a number of eulogies in his life. He'd written one for his brother, one for his boyfriend, he'd even written a small thing for Polly, but wrtiing something for Boris...that...