God's Teeth,' he says. 'I was only trying to wake you. You were crying out in your sleep.' 'I was not,' I say, then look from his neck to my knife. 'When I tried to wake you, you stabbed me.' He sounds sore put out. and I cannot blame him.
R.L. LaFeversIt takes a surprising amount of courage to place one's hand into an unseen area when your mind is thinking about vermin.
R.L. LaFeversI have found it is surprisingly difficult to remain sad when a cat is doing its level best to sandpaper one's cheeks.
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