“Sister dear,” coo-ed the- well, frankly odd woman called Emma, “admit it you will be free! There's no shame in it.”
Jo sighed. Her addiction had started off innocently – the odd story here and there, a comment or two with the other addicts. Then it had ricocheted beyond control. Beginning, middle, end, her mind shrieked. Unnecessary word, delete! Postings on Mondays and Wednesdays!
“I am Jo and I-”