Before I dive into
twelve hundred pages
I need to plan
how to exit
without fangs and claws.
"At this rate, you're never going to get to know the real me," says Virginia.
"Sometimes I think that may be true," I say.
"Come on, let the legalise languish," she says. "We have things to do, stories to tell."
"I won't neglect you, " I say. "Haven't you heard, patience is a virtue?"
"Not when my well-being is at stake," she says. "Take too long and I may change into a villain."
"Maybe," I take note.
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