Drama/Mystery
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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I'm so much happier now that I am dead, technically missing, soon to be presumed dead. But as short hand will say dead, it's only been a matter of hours, but I feel better already. Loose joints, wavy muscles. At one point this morning, I realized my face felt strange, different. I looked in the rear view mirror. Dread Carthage 43 miles behind me, my smug husband, lounging around his sticky Borras mayhem, dangled on a thin piano wire just above his ******, oblivious head. And I realized I was smiling. Huh? That's new. My checklist for today. One of many checklists I've made over the past year sits beside me in the passenger seat. A spot of blood, right next to Item 22. Cut myself. But Amy is afraid of blood. The diary readers will say the diary. Yes, we'll get to my brilliant diary. No, I'm not. Not a bit, but for the past year I've been saying I am. I told Nick probably half a dozen times how afraid of blood I am. And when he said, I don't remember you being so afraid of blood, I replied, I told you, I told you so many times. Nick has such a careless memory for other people's problems. He just assumed it was true swooning at the plasma center. That was a nice touch.