Enda Things
An ear plopped into the sink and slid toward the drain. “Ppphhhfffuu-u-u-u-cccccckkkk-k-k-k-k-kk-k!” the figure groaned as she adjusted her hair to cover this latest hole. Psychotic laughter pummeled the back of her head. “It isn-n-n-n’t l-lik-ke I can’t h-e-e-e-ear-r-r-r you, B-b-bru-en-nda. Tha-at par-rt is in-n-ns-side.” Each day, speaking got harder. Her obituary […]