Killed a guy once. My buddies said he deserved it, but I wasn’t sure. When it happened, I wasn’t sad, not really. I was pissed. Pissed that he’d done what he did to provoke me. Had a temper back then. Still do. But I’ve learned to manage it, for the most part. I parked in […]
Me and Deke were down in my basement, talkin’. He worked the counter down at my shop, and I’d invited him over after closing. “When I turned fifty, I told myself I was going to get a new set of golf clubs. Running a plumbing supply business is hard work, and I deserve a little […]
If I were a mom-loving, apple-pie-eating, Chevy-driving American hero, I’d do something—anything, everything—to stop that anonymous guy in the front row of the movie theater. The one you see in the lead story on the network news. The one wearing camo pants and a neon orange baseball cap, with a semi-automatic stowed under the raincoat […]
Clay found the note in the cupboard, behind the spices but in front of the old margarine container where we kept the birthday candles. He might have been a no-good, wife-beating shithead, but he always remembered my birthday. A creature of habit. He didn’t take too kindly to the note. “Who the fuck is Duane?” […]
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