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A Constant Process of Coming Back - Dark Little Critter
“Holy crap, you’re back! Where the hell have you been?” I blurt. It comes out too hard, like an air-bubble blast from a ketchup bottle. I groan. I have been sitting at the kitchen table with my laptop open. My butt has warmed the grooves of my grubby wooden chair, and my heart feels tight … Continue reading A Constant Process of Coming Back →