CW: Death, funerals Go to the funeral Have coffee or lunch or dinner Cry or don’t Laugh until tears come Celebrate the life Tell their story again and again Say I’m sorry Its enough to say “I’m sorry for your loss” It’s appreciated It’s enough
Tony, Tony
"It's here somewhere," I said, digging through textbooks and folders in vain attempt to locate the paper I'd written the night before. "I finished it last night. Promise." Sister Brigid didn't so much as blink. "Check your locker at lunch and bring it to me when you find it." I never saw it as special… Continue reading Tony, Tony
Beware the Poisoned Fruit
The woman offered a tomato. The crimson orb tempted, fresh off the vine. Lumi had only been warned off fruit, not vegetables. A bite. A burst of bright on her tongue. Darkness descended to the soundtrack of the woman’s cackle.
