I was lying on my bed, contemplating Mason's death when Amy strolled into our cabin.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Wondering what would cause more damage, a paint-brush in the eye or a putty knife shoved up someone's nostril," I answered, scowling at the ceiling.

Autor: Tiffany King

I was lying on my bed, contemplating Mason's death when Amy strolled into our cabin.<br /><br />"Hey, what are you doing?"<br /><br />"Wondering what would cause more damage, a paint-brush in the eye or a putty knife shoved up someone's nostril," I answered, scowling at the ceiling. - Tiffany King



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