Once again, I want you to go away, and don’t you dare think about ever darkening my doorstep at any given future moment. I said to the thing sitting beside me on the couch. How can I possibly go away, “once again”?.. The thing did reply very slowly, and softly with an obvious err and demeanor of utter astonishment. Why I never, ever left the presence of your home in the very first place…(to be re-edited, later perhaps)
My very own little golden book for adults. 