“Christmas is ruined!” Cathy yelled, flinging the charred remains of the roast across the kitchen. As if that were in her power, or even possible. As if burned meat could abolish goodwill toward men, halt the axial tilt of the Earth, or silence the love of the world come down.
4:13 PM - 22 Dec 2017
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