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“His name spills from my lips in a chant, like I’m singing for Jesus in church. I’m not in church, though. Nor am I singing for a higher power. I’m singing for him. For my stalker. For the man who helped me get the thing I’ve always wished for. Revenge.” — Dolores Lane
His name spills from my lips in a chant, like I’m singing for Jesus in church. I’m not in church, though. Nor am I singing for a higher power.
I’m singing for him. For my stalker. For the man who helped me get the thing I’ve always wished for.
Revenge.