On The Three

Sarah Lotz, The Three - She doesn't want to die like this - no like this. Not amongst strangers, not looking like this, with her hair greasy - that new perm had been a mistake - her ankles swollen, uh-uh. No way. - - Jim may have taken Jesus into his heart, but he was drinking more than ever. - - If there is a solar flare or a nuclear war, a thousand cans of pickled turnips aren't going to save you. - - The spelling errors have been left uncorrected to illustrate his frame of mind. - - I've...