How to Die and Leave a Cluster F**k
February 17, 2020
Sarah walked through the back door. She instantly recognized the statuette of Pope Pius XII her father kept on the breakfast table. She started to cry but stopped herself. She had work to do. Walking to her father’s study and looking in, all of the energy in Sarah’s body was suddenly siphoned off into the … More How to Die and Leave a Cluster F**k