Day 103: Evens and Odds (part 1)

“It was me.” She stood up and spoke even louder, “it was me, I did it, it was me”. But how could it have been her, thought 27. He was there, he saw the whole thing. It’s not possible. How could she possibly have done it? He remembered it all, every time he closed hisContinue reading “Day 103: Evens and Odds (part 1)”