His face gave me the look a middle school bully gives an oboe player after being proactively stopped from pummeling the oboist by a passing teacher. The muscles under his fur rippled and flexed as he made his walk to his makeshift solitary confinement. The sight made me wonder how much tim...
It's different afterwards," she said. "I see them on the train. They sit so quiet watching the river go by." She stretched a strand of hair to the corner of her mouth and nibbled it thoughtfully. "I'm keeping you awake. Go to sleep." "Please. I'm interested." "I know you a...