Posted by: Briar Rose | December 21, 2006

Same Ol’ Day

Finally, at around two o’clock early this morning, Pau tottered in. Not a hair out of place and a five-cent smile oh her lips, like the Mona Lisa. Err. A drunken Mona Lisa, that is. She went to my room and tiptoed over to me, weaving. “Rose, you awake?


H-hi, Tsi.

“Did you have a good time with your friends?


It’s late, you know. You’d better get to bed before anyone finds out that you just came home.

Sure. Good old you. Good old Tsi,” and she staggered away. I was surprised she didn’t toss me a dog biscuit.


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