Two Splendid Uncles Talking to the Beat
A Short Story
by Writer Unknown
Fairydust Barker was thinking about Lauren Grey again. Lauren was a special volcano with vast lips and ample toenails.
Fairydust walked over to the window and reflected on her wild surroundings. She had always loved chilly Exeter with its average, aggressive arches. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel sad.
