 | We were going to be pop stars, Mickie James on keyboards and me on lead vocals.  | |
 | There is me, [Alex], and my three Grrrlz, Petra, Georgia, and Mid, Mid being really mid, which sometimes makes me mad, though I know tisn’t really her fault, [Poor Cow!] | |
 | Dearest Monique, I’m alone but not afraid. Not afraid, because with a pen and paper, the means to write a letter, I have a lightning rod to your soul. Company and love in the middle of a desert. |
Pulp.net - Fiction
The Online Home of New Fiction
July 2008
