9.34 The Sister
9.34 The Sister

My sister found me in the bathroom, in the tub, bleeding from one wrist, shivering from the water. The ice had melted, the cut was not very deep, the blood more symbolic than anything else. I had passed out for a while, but conscious when she walked in. She did not look surprised, only nodded her head. Her mouth went straight, not a frown, not a smile and she did not rush to help me. She just stood there for a while. We looked at each other. Later she told me my eyes said, Help! I need you like never before. For the first time in her life she was frozen.

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Storytime Season 4Paul Dore
9.33 Dreams of Being a Kiwi
9.33 Dreams of Being a Kiwi

Helen checked on me for the last time in the middle of the night, left my door open. She trusted me. After she left, I dramatically removed the bedspread to reveal that I had my clothes on already. I was clever that way. Nothing else was going with me. Every one of my possessions would remain as they were, they would only lack an owner. I said GOODBYE! to the bed I slept in for years. A bed that I had twisted and turned on top of and thought thoughts I didn't want to think anymore. I made the bed, I respected the bed that provided me with rest when the voices were asleep.

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9.31 Shades of Grey
9.31 Shades of Grey

It finally happened. The other night, I was in the bathroom at a pub washing my hands when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror under those terrible kinds of fluorescent lights. There it was - two strands of long grey hair that made me audibly gasp. For about a year, I had been getting small grey hairs on the sides, right along the top of my ears. So, grey hair wasn’t new to me. But, I thought that perhaps just the sides would go grey, at least for now, and I’d have a few spare years left of it overtaking my entire head.

I was wrong. The invasion had started happening.

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