in the meantime pining for youmy darkness grew wearyand said hello, my dear. I am here to keep you companymy sadness swell and I said you can go to hellthe dark answered this won't doNow hush, buttercup, or do...

Lola's Grandmother didn'tlike the Irish.Lola said,"For fuck's sake, don't tellher you're Irish.She hates the Irish.""Why?" I asked."I don't know.  She doesthough, so don't evenmention the Irish."Lola was my girlfriendmany years ago inCalifornia.She had long black hairand the eyes of a...