ALWAYS PREPARE FOR WAR Five-finger discounts have expanded to other appendages. Help me, Mother. Nothing. My entire being hinges on this. One last try; it’s not too late. It’s me or him. I lost. But she took the bait. This could have been a different story. Instead unfolded a scene so gory. Lifeless bodies and broken dishes. Granted were my deepest wishes. The cross I bear has me shook. It’s all my fault.
