She glanced at her notebook as if she needed to refresh her memory, and I think that is true, in so far as the thread of her memory is unraveling. ?E...actly, where am I?? She asked.?You are in The House of Singing Wind.? I replied, hinting in my voice that this was an illogical question. ?I mean, exactly where is the House of Singing Wind? Generally speaking, I don’t want to know the GPS coordinates or anything, just where I am.? Her confidence was returning, though not to full. "That's Betty Boop," I said."So it's not poop-poop-pe-doo?" No. Boop-boop-pe-doo." Sheesh, kids!"These were the only costumes they had three identical ones of, in our size," said Betty Two.It sounded like Sally, my Independence Day fuck. That left Betty Three as Marci."And the only ones we could afford," said Betty One.Even with my cold, the plastic bobbling heads stunk. "They smell like they've been in a warehouse for years." I touched one of the plastic heads. "And they're still dusty.". More

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