Margaret Anich
Joined March 2021
1 story
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Cat-lady. Won "Best Novelist" as a senior in high school in spite of never having written a novel. Leads a quiet life of desperation when she's not making theatre. Possesses Midwestern sensibilities and a love of St. Louis style pizza.
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Ernie sat cross-legged on the tattered powder blue carpet, a VHS copy of "Some Like it Hot" in one hand, and a can of warm, flat Mr. Pibb in the other. Her dad hoarded Mr. Pibb like some folks hoard cats. Speaking of which, she noticed a glob of dried cat puke near her right ankle, and absent-mindedly began to pick at it. How long had THAT been there, she wondered?
By Margaret Anich5 years ago in Families
