January 2011
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bedbuggery, part 5
So where was I?
Oh yes.
January, 2009. We’d been exterminated twice and were still getting bit. I had a row of bites along my extremely pregnant belly. It was pathetic. I was pathetic. One night I had to go out to the grocery store. It was sleeting, and the only parking spot was at the far corner of the lot. Feeling like the broad side of a bus, I exited past the bored gaze of the lot...