As I picked up my shirt from last night, I noticed a new stain. A dark—deep red horizontal mark across the back. With it flipped inside out, I could see a trail of spotted red marks dripping all the way to the bottom hem. Blood…
The perfect date
“Be safe out there,” I said without any detectable sarcasm—admittedly a peculiar way to sign off on a first date. But these last words, the last words I will probably ever speak to her, were appropriate considering the events leading up to that point…
Old man in the basement
“No fucking way, no way I’m living there,” Drew whined. And at the time, his concern, his hostility, even his disdain, towards what would serve as his abode during this final year of college, seemed warranted…