Rez Genie by Rae Rose

Once upon a street, off an old reservation road, there was a lonely desolate home.  In this lonely house lived a homely, lonely old lady.  She lived with her only companion a cat.  The woman drank heavily to ease her loneliness and wile away her days.  She drank so much her cellar had become littered with bottles from all over.  She herself was not sure of where and when most of these bottles had appeared. Continue reading