Responsibility American StyleM. Stanley Bubien
The day I discovered the dark things in my heart, I knew exactly what to do, the solution near as a Princess telephone.
Cradling the receiver, my breath beaded upon the mouthpiece like perspiration.
"Hello," a familiar voice answered.
"Mom," I sighed. "I never..." Pausing and deliberately inhaling, my statement came sotto voce. "I'm never speaking to you or Dad again."
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