All I Could Think Of When I

Life Among The Savages Is A Disrespectful Memoir Of My Children.

I Would Have To Find Something Else To Bury Here And I Wished It Could Be Charles.

My Name Is Mary Katherine Blackwood. I Am Eighteen Years Old, And I Live With My Sister Constance. I Have Often Thought That With Any Luck At All, I Could Have Been Born A Werewolf, Because The Two Middle Fingers On Both My Hands Are The Same Length, But I Have Had To Be Content With What I Had. I Dislike Washing Myself, And Dogs, And Noise. I Like My Sister Constance, And Richard Plantagenet, And Amanita Phalloides, The Death-cup Mushroom. Everyone Else In Our Family Is Dead.

All Cat Stories Start With This Statement: "my Mother, Who Was The First Cat, Told Me This...

I Delight In What I Fear.