Posted on October 30, 2014 Leave a Comment
FRANCIS EATS HIS MOTHER It was almost nine, and given his interior monologue, Francis was certainly awake, but he did not want to wake up. He wanted to sleep. So he would sleep. But he couldn’t sleep. “Francis, are you awake?” Damn it. “No, mother,” he called, wondering if she’d even hear him from downstairs, […]