Should We Know Everything, Like God?
“Wouldn’t it be cool to know everything. like God?” Sara sat on the settee, legs folded underneath her, cold hands wrapped around a mug of coffee. She stared at me, waiting for my answer....
“Wouldn’t it be cool to know everything. like God?” Sara sat on the settee, legs folded underneath her, cold hands wrapped around a mug of coffee. She stared at me, waiting for my answer....
