The spike in Jane's drink had already started taking its toll on her; she was starting to say things she would never normally say. It had loosened her up already, and she'd barely had any. With all this unbeknownst to her, she continued drinking it.
'I...I want to know, what was she like? Was she like you? Was she different?' Jane asked, relaxed.
__________________ listen and you can hear the distant sounds
of someone humming a familiar song
the sounds of raindrops echo across the horizon
and shoot your wish up to the sky |