said Lee. Novak slowly turned toward him. His face was slack. Eyes dull. His hair was even more askew than normal. He had shaved unevenly. “Are you okay?” asked Lee. “Am I okay? Am I okay?” said Novak. “How are you? After your close brush.” “I’m great…now,” said Lee. “I was very luc...
It took him a couple of minutes to remember why he was in his sleeping bag on the living room couch. Then, he remembered Sarah.He got up and pulled on a shirt and a pair of sweatpants. He poured water into the coffee maker and put a Frank Sinatra disk on the CD player. Then, Lee walked down to th...