Hypotheticals by Ken Teutsch

Cal was a one-damn-thing-at-a-time kind of guy, and at the moment the one thing was making sure no whiskey missed his glass.  That accomplished, he looked at Lanny and said, “Do what, now?”  Lanny had brought the bottle, and they were sharing it on the back porch.  The porch light would draw bugs, so Lanny […]