The night crackled ... Everything had turned to static electricity in the heat. I combed my hair to watch the sparks fly from the ends.

Author: Janet Fitch

The night crackled ... Everything had turned to static electricity in the heat. I combed my hair to watch the sparks fly from the ends. - Janet Fitch


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