by Samantha McManus » Sat Jan 09, 2016 4:38 am
"And I can go back and hide in Samantha when I want safety," she says taking a deep gulp of the whiskey. "People get Samantha. They're not threatened by her."
"But she's not anything I have to be. I can be so much more than Samantha," she muses, holding up a hand as its nails curve into claws, the palm darkening like a paw as thick red fur sprouts up her arm.