With a Song — And a Parasite — In My Heart

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As soon as her mouth opened, she knew her voice would come out in song. Just as it had nearly every other time she’d been in conversation, either with herself or with others. Just as it had since the day, six months ago, when THEY came.

Shay felt rather bad for the people who had to listen to her, as she’d be the first to describe her talent as that of just slightly above being…




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Laura Probst

Laura Probst

A writer attempting to put her money where her mouth is. Or her ass where her money is. Or something like that. Apparently I also try too hard to be clever.

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