He says to meet at 7pm. He’s going to show her a film of the people she’s hurt, the lives she’s ruined. Finally she’ll understand it’s not a game. But she just laughs. By 6.55pm she’s waiting for it to start. At last she is the star of the show.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
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3 comments:
This was a great story, Sarah. Thank you.
I love that idea, Sarah!
She dreams of celebrity, multi-million dollar contracts and bodyguards. But in her pocket there is a silk purse and she's afraid to force the two little gold-coloured balls apart and feel the lining of her soul in case it's empty. The biggest screen is the one always out of sight.
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