Sunday, February 26, 2006
Dear
Roberta Sparrow,
I
have reached the end of your book
and
there are so many questions that I
need to ask you.
Sometimes
I am afraid of what you
might
tell me. Sometimes I am afraid this
is
not a work of fiction. I can only hope
that
the answer will come to me in my
sleep.
I
hope that when the world comes to an end,
I
can breathe a sigh of relief, because
there
will
be so much to look forward to.
1 thoughts:
"A storm is coming,"
Frank says,
"A storm that will swallow the children."
And I will deliver them from the kingdom of pain.
I will deliver the children back to
their doorsteps.
(I'll) send the monsters back to the underground.
I'll send them back to a place where
no one else can see them.
Except for me.
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