Balloons as a base

I did not want this woman in my house. All of the sudden I wanted her gone and away from me and the things which are mine. It seems strange to imagine that I meant bigfoot any harm.

There was something in his nature I admired very much, this daft brute beneath my sofa. He needed guidance so he might become more than just a man, more than a handful of lovely memories. I wanted an unspeakable diamond. I wanted a great earthen pearl. Who needs another man?

I wanted the woman gone or else he would resign himself to her and nothing more.