The Curse of Gary (Part 98)

Gary hesitated. "Whenever I got something stuck in my eye," said Victor, "my mum would help me wash it out. I bet your mum was good at that sort of thing." Gary nodded. He slowly took his hands from his face, and looked at Victor. Victor leaned in and peered at his eyes. "Hmm, yeah.... Continue Reading →

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