The Sacred and the Dead: It’s (Not) Just a Box of Rain
…unselor, had been there all along, paying attention and flashing the peace sign with his long, aging hippie hair and Hush Puppies. It just took the right words at the right time for Lindsay to notice. “Maybe you’re tired and broken?” Rosso asks Lindsay as she slouches and cringes. “Your tongue half-twisted with words half-spoken and thoughts unclear? What do you want me to do? To do for you, to see you through?” “Why are you talking like that,” sh…
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