Swordfish and Licorice

It was on the 3,768th fan rotation that Lani knocked on the door. I dove for the handle, only to have it squirm from my grasp. She knocked again, then again, until her pounding drummed around in my head as I wrestled with the Jello handle that kept squirting from my grasp. It took some work to get the door off the hinges.... Continue Reading →

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