A day after we made our suicide pact, the bank sent a yellow letter saying we’d lose our house. That night, instead of just killing ourselves, Monique and I set the place on fire.

很容易开始。一座浪花在松节油浸泡的山。它去了,一个单独的比赛。我躲了外面。车库门在自动轨道上掉了下来。

We sat in the truck and watched the house the way we used to watch the creature feature at the drive-in. It was like waiting for drugs to kick in, giddy and impatient, doubtful. But then the smoke puffed out the garage door where the weather seal was bad and we exhaled.

我们的霰弹枪在我们的膝盖上,装载,准备去。只有一个人购买并分享它会更好,但是,我们中的一个会不得不看到另一个的泼溅物。当我第一次试图拿枪时,商店拒绝了我的卡。我空手而归地回到卡车上。在交谈之后,莫妮克和我一起进入商店,并将枪支与现金相同融为一日。

我们一直在镇上的城镇,在黑暗的山沟边缘。消防部门抵达时,我们会触发触发器。我们想看看尽可能多的火。这是我们的家。

这flames appeared in the living room window. It looked like someone was having a dance party. I listened for the Bee Gees. Things got more interesting. Even now I’m aroused thinking about it. Biggest surprise of my life. I felt a new rush of joy. I set my gun on the dashboard. Monique did the same.

现在,自从我在这里听到你的时候,我想正确地讲述火灾。

这是一个地狱般的艺术的工作,但内部我们可以看到天使扭曲。当屋顶下降时,橙色火花通过烟雾爆裂。

Monique gasped, clasped my hand. It was like our first date all over again.

她惊讶的是:解救我的飞,让我到高潮,然后舔掉了乱七八糟。灰烬覆盖着挡风玻璃。我穿上刮水器。我们耐心地被逮捕,但不仅警察没有表现出来,也不是单一的消防车。