Chapter 27 "Uphill, Both Ways"
Boris had a horrible nightmare that night, one so bad that it woke him up and sent him to the kitchen for a glass of whiskey to calm his nerves. As he yanked the bottle out from the cabinet and poured...
Boris had a horrible nightmare that night, one so bad that it woke him up and sent him to the kitchen for a glass of whiskey to calm his nerves. As he yanked the bottle out from the cabinet and poured...
The key clicked in the lock and the door swung open. Carol stood there, holding the door open, as Boris, Polly and Burt walked inside. Polly put her hands on her hips and surveyed the place, nodding as...
"It's never going to get you anywhere, you know that right?" her mother asked, sitting on the bed behind Carol, as she feverishly worked at her sewing machine, desperately trying to finish a new dress...
"Well let's just hope you don't have a stroke or something," Carol said, sitting in her makeshift office with Burt as he paced back and forth, groaning; Carol shifted in her seat and, flipping through...
Nobody had seen Burt all morning. Sitting in the cafeteria eating breakfast, Boris and Carol couldn't help but wonder what had happened to their friend. Neither one spoke as they ate, instead choosing...
She had to be quiet if she were going to continue to get away with this, but her nerves still weren't as calm as she'd liked them to be. As her hand turned the knob and the door slowly opened, she let...