Wednesday, February 23, 2005

"Please?"

"Please, please Daddy..."

I am frozen in place, as immovable as Lot's wife after she turned back to look at Sodom. A chill comes over me-goose bumps rising on arms and thighs.

"V?"

No response. Nothing.
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