... New message from Sandra — Don’t forget what we talked about! Go talk to Aaron. Luv you. ... I read the text message from my wife and put back the phone in my pocket. Aaron was her son. After living with his father for a few years when he was a tee...
"The F-Express Train going to Orly-TGV will depart in two minutes." I was sick of this automated voice, sick of the F-Train and sick of all these commuters making my life hell. At least it was the end of my shift—one last round trip, and I'll go home. The...
“So, where the fuck is your sister, James?” “She won’t be back for several hours, she needed to go see our mom.” “Oh, so do you want to wait for her here? Have a beer, maybe? Do you drink beer?” “Yes, of course, why?” “Well, I thought… never mind. I’ll be...
