Favorite Dead Authors
All my favorite authors are dead.
What terrible luck! Did they suffer much?
Random Throwback Post
Charlie’s Room: ShoelacesIsaac waited by the front door for Charlie. He waited and waited. “Charlie? Are you coming?” “I’ll be there in a moment,” Charlie called down the hall. Isaac continued waiting. “How long is a moment?” “Just a little bit longer,” Charlie called. Isaac waited. “How long is a little bit?”
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