January 4, 2018
40 Days & 39 Nights
...and on the 40th day, without warning, his body spun half-way around from standing, like something unseen yanked his entire head, mouth and all, suddenly and sharply to the left. He fell with a lucky landing, cradled in the armchair, his head an inch from the glass end table. Then he shook and gagged and choked and broke my heart for five minutes.
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