rachrist
I flailed as if one hundred hounds were chattering at my feet. Too much, I had taken too much and gotten too little out of the bargain. How could I continue this charade when I knew the time had come for me to stop. Stop and figure out the ending to my own story.
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each square is a day—lit means Ruth showed up.
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the words Ruth reaches for
stopflailedhundredhoundschatteringfeetgottenbargaincontinuecharadefigureendingstory