" Fine. Let's go then to the plot's coherence..."She shredded my story. There were lots of holes in the plot, things that didn't make sense, mistakes ...n dates, causes propagating back in time against all logic ... it was awful. In a way it had been easier to see the low-level spelling and grammar corrections filling the pages with red ink than to hear her destroy the whole thing. I could tell myself I just didn't have a good eye for detail, but my stories were creative and worth telling. She. She absolutely begged me to get this message to you.I'm sorry," I said.I suddenly felt awful and wanted to leave. It had been great to see themagain; but as time went on I felt more and more guilty. The silence thatI endured as I sat there on the sofa and admired their Christmas tree wasexcruciating. I stood up suddenly and took a few steps over to my father.I put out my right hand. My father looked up, way up into my eyes fromhis seated position. I saw the pain that was there. He slowly. More

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