Curiosity Killed the CatChapter 26 Mending
Friday, June 14, 1996, Sanford Maine I knew that there were kids out there who would’ve been pissing and moaning, going all, ‘o’ poor me’ if they had found themselves in my situation. But even after nearly dying and having suffered a broken arm, two cracked ribs, and having received a head gash that had put me in a coma for a week. I still knew that I was the luckiest son of a bitch alive. I mean, there I was watching as my sister dueled tongues with CC while her hands rhythmically squeezed...