Things Can Get Worse

Crystal had a hipster look that I liked right away: ripped jeans, untucked plaid shirt with rolled up sleeves, Harry Potter glasses, and a gray felt fedora. Her straight blonde hair fell just below her shoulders. She was tall and looked like an athlete. I picked her up close to midnight outside a popular bar.… Continue reading Things Can Get Worse


The Best Puker

Ramon’s friend walked him to the car and opened the door for him. “Get my buddy home safe, okay?” he said. “Of course. That’s what I do.” I looked in the rear-view mirror. “You okay, Ramon?” “I drank too much.” “I see. That happens. Are you feeling sick?” “I already threw up. I think I’ll… Continue reading The Best Puker