“Three of us?” says the woman on my left. “There are more than three of us. Everyone, say hi to Number Eleven.” Sad whispers fill the air. “Hello, Number Eleven.” “Hi, Number Eleven.” “I’m sorry, Number Eleven.” — Lilith Vincent Copy Share Image
“Three of us?” says the woman on my left. “There are more than three of us. Everyone, say hi to Number Eleven.” Sad whispers… — Lilith Vincent Copy Share Image
