Waltz into Darkness

Julie Roussel não apenas servia café envenenado, também bebia. Um dia cansou do amargo na boca e dos pecados alheios pelos quais se punia. Tornou-se livre.

2 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

Yes, I must confess;
please forgive me my one and only
for the poison that I gave you with coffee
during all those sweet mornings that we spent together
reading the newspaper
searching for a safe place to start ...
but don't worry my love
I'll save you now.

You're back in town.

P. disse...

you can bet on that.