
Never lit
April 26, 2009I want to be that angel, she thought as she leaned against the bar. The dance floor was so big, and her shoes felt too big for her feet. Instead she reached for the matchbook, ripped off the matches one by one, dipping them in a pool of condensation on the bar so they could never, ever be lit.
Probably the angel and the devil inhabit that same person, watch out. One day you might get lucky, but you never know when hell is gonna break loose.
Sounds dangerous, Mairana. Excellent.