Wait a minute. Why in the the world would I cut his name in half?

Who am I kidding?


While rubbing my guilt today until it shined, I realized what a huge error I had made. Not only that. I had gone totally amnesiac with a name. A Bizzaro experience.  (Plus) I made it vanish so well that no one had an inkling of who we were actually with – or that something indeed had vanished, since it was too fleeting, the first time around. 

 my apologies. 
There is no Lance. 

Only Lancelot. 

In this story.  

Things That Never Made It Into Print

By Things That Never Made It Into Print

Keep it simple ... Radical ... Writer, Artist, Dancer, Musician, Chicago Betty

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