“Unlocking the Secrets Beneath: Dive into the Haunting Depths of Stephanie Clare Smith’s ‘Everywhere the Undrowned'”
Gifford’s streetcar now feels safer than the apartment where she hears every sound at night. Where filled with self-blame and sorrow, she listens to her eyelashes scrape across the pillowcase. Where she piles pots and ashtrays in front of the door with the crappy lock. And where she sleeps with her head where her feet used to go so she can see the door with her homemade alarm and sleep until the pots come crashing down.
Smith’s relationship with Gifford evolves into one offering protection and sexual exploitation in equal measure. Perhaps she almost loved him at times.
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