We left Egghead at the kitchen table counting the packets of her Sweet n’ Low collection. She had a plan for them which leaves a bitter after-taste.
The clear golden light of the morning is a pleasant ruse for the temperature which is somewhere between brisk and snappy. I dash back inside and put on my jacket. I’m confused because it’s sunny out. Then it hits me: Fall has landed in Ketchikan, Alaska. The steam curls from the wooden steps of the […]
The sauce of anger helped Dabs repacked his backpack, re-stuff every bill into his pocket and throw a good pout. “No” was a good word indeed. Dabs sat with the last page of the contract. He smiled because he knew his signature was so messy it could be anybody’s. This time would be the last […]