Posted by Anthony St. Clair on oneword January 31, 2006 07:46 PM
"Flee, oh for god’s sake flee!" she shouted, the milk everywhere, dripping down the tablecloth. The children bolted; the flies screamed; the dog shouted, and the cat cried. When everyone was gone, only the sound of scampering feet – and buzzing wings – fading, she sat down right in the puddle of it all, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed, tears streaming down her face.
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