Introducing Thomas Brown Ep 3
There were no cracks in the ceiling of Thomas Brown’s bedroom to conveniently draw her eye. So she simply stared up at the expanse of white emptiness, wondering at the strange turns life sometimes took. She sifted through her memories, trying to pinpoint a moment, an event where she could say ‘aha!’ that was when the path to this place was irrevocably set, if she hadn’t chosen that action at that time she would not be here, staring up at her ex-fiancé’s ceiling, his heavy body smothering hers,...