The boy who took my place in the family visits sometimes. He leaves little pieces of cooked meat on my shoulder when I sleep, just close enough for me to reach with my teeth. He tells me what everyone is doing, about my old friends, and the funny things my baby sister does. He says mom and dad are happier now than they've ever been and that they love him a lot. When I cry, he pats my head and asks if I want more meat. He tells me he has lots of spare meat.
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I love this.
Posted by: Miss Erin | March 18, 2009 at 10:46 AM
Ah, it warms my heart to see the return of Dreadcrumbs and by "warms my heart" I absolutely mean "terrifies and delights and will probably give me nightmares--in a good way."
I love the bit about "just close enough to reach with my teeth."
Posted by: Gretchen | March 18, 2009 at 11:51 AM
And now my life is complete again.
Posted by: Celes | March 18, 2009 at 01:10 PM
Now I'm all scared to come over.
Brrrrrrrr.
Posted by: Marcus Aurelius | March 18, 2009 at 02:40 PM
Mmm, spare meat. Sounds de-lish. :P
Posted by: Katie-wa | March 18, 2009 at 04:58 PM
yee. I'm always amazed at the array of feelings you are capable of manipulating in so few words. It 'warms my heart' quite like it does for Gretchen.
Posted by: emilyf | March 19, 2009 at 12:54 PM
Shannon, did you take Dean to see that movie? Shame on you. ;)
Three months! And Dreadcrumbs returns! hooray!
Posted by: Enna Isilee | March 22, 2009 at 08:39 AM
Ilhamdu lilaah!
Dreadcrumbs lives on!
Posted by: Katee | March 24, 2009 at 06:50 AM
I feel like I have just climbed the final sun-scorched dune and found at long last a bubbling fountain of cool water.
At last, the return of Dreadcrumbs! Long Live Dean! (lots of cheering and excitement.)
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