Chapter 121 121 - Posy

Posy

Saturday, 25 September

The oven clock says 3:27 am, and I am so awake that sleep feels theoretical, a concept only observed in the wild. I know I should go to bed, but the idea of closing my eyes is repulsive. I listen for Beth’s breathing, regular and melodic, like a dog waiting for a comman...

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