Status Updates From Glossolalia

"And his father coming in, grabbing him by the wrists, holding his hands in front of her nose and saying to her, “Take a last look, chica.” The man let the delicate skin turn red as he twisted the boy’s wrists. He pulled him out of the house. There was the bang in the night. Then, he delivered the hands to her and set them into the water." 😳

"How do you report memories that are all tangled up and impossible to place in your past? How do you turn in a criminal when the criminal is you? And when outing an Agent is a crime?"

His left hand was not his left hand. His hands had obviously been removed from both wrists. His right hand had been attached to his left wrist. The thumb on his natural left hand was still intact and had been connected awkwardly to the right hand that had been attached to his left wrist. It was obviously useful for him to be able to use his hand to some degree. She’d never seen that kind of surgery. (88)

"And then, one week later exactly, when she walked out of her house, dead finches were laid out in a diorama. The males formed an upward pointing triangle and the females formed a downward triangle. She’d grabbed her stomach, closed her eyes and ended up in her Special Place."

Trippy??