On the pontoon boat were Dave, Eddie, Stigg, both Andrews, and Rachel. The little fishing boat held just me and Audrey, with Mark behind the wheel. Audrey was a slight blonde with a visible cold sore just below her mouth, and she really had to pee. She’d been talking about […]
Before you say don’t date a drug dealer, well sure—I was not trying to date a drug dealer. I was trying to buy drugs from him. Anthony, a sleepy-eyed guy who sold pot-on-delivery, would roll into my apartment every three weeks or so, smiling slow, talking calmly about art or […]
We went out in the dinghy the day after I arrived, Mike and I, and his sister Megan. There was a small outboard motor rigged up, and Mike was clowning around at the tiller. We had beers in a cooler and the light was rippling spastically off the water. There […]