Butt

Butt

  In the recovery area, someone brought Kate a little plastic cup of orange juice and a cold blueberry muffin. Cranked into sitting position, she ate out of groggy obedience. When she was able to stand, she dressed herself. Then a nurse escorted her out to the...
Looks Just Like the Sun

Looks Just Like the Sun

  “Hey, Dan. Borrow your twelve-gauge? Gotta go shoot up a house.” Yeah. Like that would fly with a guy you haven’t seen in three years. Maybe put “Merry Christmas” first?” While he waited, Marcel shifted kindling from the porch’s woodpile into his backpack...