1989 “Damn!” my cousin Angie said, for the fifth time. “It’s hot.” “So jump in…
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Yeah, it was me. And so what? He deserved it. Three Christmases, RJ ran off…
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It was Parade Day. Our local one, for St. Paddy’s, a week late. Sunny and…
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“Please?” I said. “It can’t wait till you get here?” Lew almost hung up on…
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Figures: on your first day as supers, Bingo Joe finds someone dead. That crazy bitch…
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June. An OK month. Not sweltering hot, but you know that’s coming. And roses .…
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At 3 P.M., Cherie walked the streets, wild-eyed. Like she used to, most nights, when…
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“Lew?” You tie your sweaty hair in a ponytail. “Can’t we put on the a/c?”…
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