July 20, 2017

“I tried being good. I thought it obsessively while I scrubbed the windows with torn paper towels and strong-smelling cleaner. Be good, be good, be good. My fingers caught in the paper towel’s holes and squeaked the glass, smudging what I wiped. I looked from the paper towels to the smudge marks and gave up on cleaning the glass…”

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