with a side of deep-fried pierogies, or maybe it was microwaved Lloyd’s Roast Beef Barbecue from a plastic container in the fridge, or strip steaks on the George Foreman Grill, with a side of microwaved instant mashed potatoes. I can’t recall for certain what we ate that night, maybe because my f...
He was already behind in his work thanks mostly to some goofball kid who was trying to talk him into buying one of those machines that charge people for air. “I don’t sell air,” he told the kid while Mrs. Hanley’s seventeen-year-old Ford levitated like the miracle it was. He paused, caught the ki...