If I had a little bird I’d never bring him here to #tweet For once he had released his words He’d fall dead at my feet.
Fingertips crackling with energy, I pushed my sister back. “I’ll take care of him.” She placed herself firmly between us, her vile ex spitting threats our way. We ignored him. “Why? What’s your #motive ?” I grin. “Freedom.” “His?” “He can rot. I meant yours.” #vss365