“That’s fucked up. Are you okay?” Everyone is in shock; Amy can only repeat herself.
“Yeah. I mean, I’m shaken up. I could see the bottle coming towards me. Glass and whiskey got all on my back. I’m sure I have glass all in my hair. I think I’m okay.”
“Lock the door,” I say. “If he [...]
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It’s that hollow feeling when nothing seems to be talking to you in the way that you want. Nothing seems real; you float through a nonsense land, a mirror world — a dimension beyond sight and sound. The moon has risen and I’m walking on the beach. Well, I’m not walking now. I can’t walk [...]
