by Omardread
Who is Shirley? Seven, then if I add 2 more. Five, then subtract the… No. Something isn’t right. One, three, four, five, eight. She wasn’t always like this. Counting numbers in her head. Getting lost with every minute that passed into the unknown future. Her head of hair wasn’t always in patches. Her nails were once clean, trimmed and pearly. Her head wasn’t always bent to one side and she didn’t always walk heavier on one side.
