Story of her Body
I've always liked it when the house is dark and quiet. That's why I took a job working evenings. I come home late, stay up for a couple hours, and then sleep in the next day. I guess some would call me a night owl. I guess that's as good a description of me as anything else. I climb into my bed with all the lights in the house off, no TV's on, and no big trucks passing by outside. I can hear the crickets chirping even with my window closed. I close my eyes and dream while still awake. I...