Friday, January 05, 2007
Bonk
When I arrived to pick up Emma from Mary's she was turning circles in the living room floor, trying to make herself drunk. She'd turn and turn, then stagger, stagger, land hard on her knees like she didn't even feel it. She'd get up, turn some more. Then she staggered into the television, with her head. Bonk.

After that it was easier to persuade her to come along.
Written at 6:51 PM by Highlandgal.
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