Tucker Cummings

Chapter 237: As Is Was Be Am

In Uncategorized on August 25, 2011 at 1:26 am

I spend the rest of the afternoon (or what feels like the afternoon) staring at the ceiling. My hands start shaking at one point. I breathe shallow and fast, and eventually it stops.

Fine. I’ll admit that there is something wrong with me. But whatever it is, they did it to me. And I’m not crazy. I’m talented, not unhinged.

If I had known biding my time was going to be this terrible, I would have killed myself the first time the boys in black showed up in my life. Or never gone to M2’s aid.

I hate these ceilings.

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