QOTD

HENRY:  I know it's him. Billy, Billy, Billy, the name keeps dropping, each time without significance, but it can't help itself. Hapless as a secret in a computer. Blip, blip. Billy, Billy. Talk to me. I'm sorry about the bedroom. ANNIE:  You should have put everything back. Everything would be the way it was. HENRY:  … Continue reading QOTD