The Dark Sire Issue 5 (Fall 2020) - PREVIEW | Page 13

“ What do you think I ’ m talking about ? Trade in our bodies .”
are .”
“ Are you crazy ? Our lives are perfect just the way they
“ Aw , Sam , look at me . My hair is thin , and speaking of hair , I ’ m sprouting enough on my chin to make a hairpiece for each of us .”
“ You ’ re still my sexy — my beautiful sexy wife .”
“ No , Sam , I ’ m a flatulent old cow . Let ’ s be honest . It ’ s like when I was a kid and had a nose like a carrot that swerved to the right . When I ’ d come home crying because the kids would call me Rudolph or Pinocchio , my parents would say I should be glad that I had an aristocratic nose , that my face would grow into it . Like hell . All I wanted to do was kill myself . Nothing is worse than being ugly . Then , finally , when I was sixteen , they gave me a nose job for my birthday .
“ And look , Sam , we could have another fifty years together . Wouldn ’ t you want that ?”
“ Oh , I dunno know , Ruthie . It sounds really dangerous .”
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