At first I didn't see the point. I thought he was just making me do it to distract me. But my breathing started to slow down, soften because of it, and the room stopped tightening, and my chest relaxed and though I was definitely still crying, it was because of the hysterical laughter Julius and I shared. This all happened by the time I got to the line about silicon parts, and by the time the white boys where shouting we had both totally fallen apart there in the waiting room because of the absurdity. I finally had to stop.
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The Delilah 100
Mystery / ThrillerWhat would you do if you loved a killer? What would it take for you to get to a place of acceptance? You're meeting Richard week by week, but first, meet his Muse. Explore our ill-fated heroine in The Delilah 100: 100 words, 100 stories, 100 days. A...
