"Oh, God, it--he was gone, while I was a kid...I'd forgotten what it was like, to be alone in my own head, and then I was, and it was fucking heaven, and how he's back and I don't--I don't know how to make him go away again."
She shook her head, hard, as though by doing so she could dislodge the Narrator like a mosquitoe.
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Date: 2007-04-18 11:20 pm (UTC)She shook her head, hard, as though by doing so she could dislodge the Narrator like a mosquitoe.