Lion prince Simba and his father are targeted by his bitter uncle, who wants to ascend the throne himself.
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My nose is dripping, and Delia is tracing her fingers through my hair. Her husband is shirtless by the microwave, heating up leftovers from New Year's Eve. In 60 seconds, I'll be shoving mouthfuls of risotto between my quivering lips like a child and picking at semi-stale dinner rolls. Then, I'll pass my plate to one of their three Tabby cats (whom I can never tell apart) and let him/her/them (?) lick it clean.
By Erin Latham Shea6 days ago in Fiction
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Short and sweet. Makes me want to watch the movie again!