I’m in dire need of my own box of altoids. My entire body is dragging from hours of alternating between crying and inadequate sleep. I make a quick pot of coffee and sit down at the bar and drink it in silence, as I dread the day that lies ahead of me. Kel eventually comes in, wearing his paja...
By the time afternoon hits and Holder walks in with food, I’m starving. It’s been over twenty-four hours since I’ve eaten anything. He pulls two chairs up to the desk and takes the items and drinks out of the sacks. He brought me the same thing I requested after the art showing last night, but th...
You wouldn't know that by watching her bounce through the front door. She's still pulling me along behind her when we walk inside. My mother is sitting on the sofa, watching this stranger scamper toward her with a smile on her face, dragging her angry daughter behind her. I have to admit, the sur...