truth spoke in whispers will tear you apart no matter how hard you resist it...

the secrets of my paternity--deeper and darker and filled with more implication than i'd like to own up to--but what's a girl to do? exhausted at 11 PM, that's a new one for me. and hoping that i remember not to forget myself. jeff, i could sure use that supposed gift of subtlety right about now. where did it go? well, i'm off on a search for it. love to all.