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I Become Kitt Ch. 3 (Toadstool Shore)

There is something isolating about being someone no one knows anything about. There is something freeing about it, too. Because I don’t have to close my eyes and wait for sleep and hope that, by the grace of some watchful god, I am allowed to dream of being Kitt. I can pick up a pen, and I become Kitt. ____________ The boats start rowing in around noon, … Continue reading I Become Kitt Ch. 3 (Toadstool Shore)