I can’t keep my hands or lips off Evie. I’m spending every day at her rental instead of my own, and there’s this inexplicable pull towards her. I’ve moved my painting gear there and started cooking for her, but what’s freaking me out is that it feels right. I know it can’t...
As luck would have it, Marcus had been thinking about having a band play, either the same band week in, week out if they were any good, or different bands, but always on the same night of the week. After minimal persuasion on my part—in fact, it didn’t really take any effort at all—he agreed to h...
When the Ship Comes In filled every minute of my time, from the early hours of the morning, when I would either make my way to the studio for small group run-throughs, or the theater for full cast rehearsals, to the evening, when Bax and I would go over any steps I was still having trouble with. ...