Marsha’s Reviews > Twice Cursed > Status Update

I used to beg people to hear me. I would plead. Threaten. Terrify. And now here you are. You know you're the fifth person tonight? I can't even go to a bar without someone recognizing me, sliding over, offering me a drink--a fine ale, this, thank you--and asking for my story. I should make you pay me for it.
And why do you even want to know? You know what happened.
Well, you're here now. Sit there. Don't interrupt.