Thursday, September 27, 2018

Memoirs, a Narrative. Part Eight


Although highly unpopular, I have decided to press on.

Touchstones to the past, Part One.

I had to promise Wayno that when the time came I would be willing to kill him.

I agreed.

Yes, I agreed to kill him, if the time came. He described to me how to do it. It involved a pillow and a plastic bag. No more information.

But I loved Wayn that much!

There is more to tell. But I can’t right now


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