P.S. VOTE!

This evening I edited Chapters 4 and 5 of Part Two. The fact that I had to write this comment at the bottom of one of the pages amuses me:

Does this conversation seem so familiar because of my having read it so many times or because I repeated it somehow?

Won’t that be a fun one to answer.

I’m very tired. I’m going to blame the time change. With no further ado, today’s Don’t Bleed blurb:

We return to the same clinic where we found her pleading for treatment to save her son’s life. Treatment she couldn’t afford. There are many others like her here today, and our time is spent trying to find the ones most likely to listen to us long enough to be glamoured.

I hate myself the whole time.

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