That Damn Grandfather Clock.....

Chimed Midnight.....the dropplets of spatter from her jugular... rolled down the glass in a languid manner.Her ear was at the base of the huge time piece....small tags off tissue started to crust to the carved bear at the the top of the clock....why did she not give me the Monchichi when I asked her? What a way to start 2009,ehhh... oh... well...