His ass hurt from being thrust into the air and back down onto a worn seat that had seen far better days. He held onto the roll bar and inhaled the rich scent of the jungle after another night of rain. Everything here seemed more vivid and alive. Birds chirped in a mad song at each other while th...
Again. His skin crawled with apprehension. Ava skulked outside the gallery with her cell phone pressed against her face. She had told him every mundane detail of her lunch with Jessica. Tortellini. Martinis. Marc Jenkins. Office with a door. He snorted and shoved his han...
his mother rattled on until he tuned her out. He gritted his teeth as she wheeled him inside the New Horizons Institute, the world-renowned physical therapy center intended to transition him back into his life. His life. He snorted. Paralyzed on his left side from the waist down with minimum f...