As she waited for him to climb the steps to the patio, she wondered how he had found her so quickly. But then a soft breeze coming in off the water carried the question away, and she felt comforted by the idea that he had been waiting for her, probably every day since she had dropped off the grid.
Bowie Elementary hadn’t seen a student in ten years, and yet the city had never gotten around to demolishing the school. Instead, the octagonal building had been allowed to languish in the middle of a drowsy neighborhood with its doors and windows boarded up and its innards baking under
Jennifer and I have been reminiscing about Misawa days and all the people we lost touch with. Turns out memories from 30 years ago don’t just fade away like you expect them to. Although I didn’t become a musician by any stretch of the word, that band room
I’ve created a monster. You know, I didn’t get the internet until I was 16. And then it was dial-up at 28.8bps. And the only good site was adamsandler.com. I don’t think the real Adam Sandler ran it, just some dude who wanted to post…
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