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From: | Sol Griffith |
Subject: | [bug-GIFT] heartbeat seepage |
Date: | Wed, 23 Aug 2006 10:15:38 +0200 |
Try a cake of my newest batch of
home-madesoap.
Peddlers passed the flat without
calling.
We four spinstersisters lived on in the old home.
Besides they are going to be married by a J.
Death made his appointment with her there. I was
just another woman to be bullied, got the better of, frightened. I came out and
banged the doorafter me loudly, hoping his heart would jump right out of his body.
The old lady was very muchupset at his being so disturbed. The man stood back, his
handsdropping to his sides. Or I would cry over the balconyrail, Ki-hi,
Ki-hi!
She piled allthe comforts, all the tidbits, on
him.
Grannie clucked them in to dinner; I came away.
Slowlythe dog padded after my every footstep. No money on me, said the man, my wife
took the flat.
I kissed myhand to Puss when her mother was not
looking.
I spoke before I saw how they felt, she
sobbed.
I saw then howdomestic and home-loving the man
was.
A great yawn was on the otherend of the wire. I
came out and banged the doorafter me loudly, hoping his heart would jump right out
of his body.
In alarm Ijumped from my bed and ran to it. We four
spinstersisters lived on in the old home. Stealthily at night a basement windowwould
open, a tenants cat be pushed through. ReferencesEXPERIENCEE taught me to beware of
people who were glib withreferences. Yes, but each time it lasted for a quarter of
the night.
Ki-HiSIMULTANEOUSLY, two young couples occupied,
one Lower East, oneLower West.
I have known her since she was a child, but I could
not introduceyou to each other.
Not enough value to cover the rental they
owe?
The people upstairs have left because of your babys
crying atnight.
They managed cats even worse, theseso-called animal
lovers.
My hand itched to spank both child and mother.
There was the same still radiance about them as abouther.
It is not fair to her, only makespeople dislike
her. I liked her and did all I could tohelp her in every way except in petting the
parson.
She did not come or send her things next morning;
all day therewas no word of her.
I spoke before I saw how they felt, she sobbed.
Experts with saws and ladders came and lopped off thelower branches. However, the
young man came too, so shehad the couch in her mothers sitting room.
She held one of his hands,with the other he was
feeling, feeling everything that he couldreach.
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