ernest hemingway
Sasha Fletcher

i went upstairs to wash my hands, and also i washed my face. i pulled on it while the water dripped off. she said something loudly so that i would hear it. i pretended that i didn't and i didn't. so. i went to the yard and looked at the sky and could not wait for it to be dark. i saw a feral cat eat a firefly and then a carpenter bee. and then it took a shit in the vegetable garden. i thought about how if i had a gun i would shoot the cat in the head. i went back inside where everything was very bright and quite warm.

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