Eventually it got too hot to feel much else and we melted into tributaries. We didn’t talk about it, how miles earlier we’d been water in the same river; we liked the freedom better now. I slept on the couch.
She was a Girl Scout troop leader, a perpetual high school sweetheart, and a champion concert-ticket- winner, partially nude in her bungalow kitchen with her whole perfect family stripping down around her.
Eventually it got too hot to feel much else and we melted into tributaries. We didn’t talk about it, how miles earlier we’d been water in the same river; we liked the freedom better now. I slept on the couch.
Eventually it got too hot to feel much else and we melted into tributaries. We didn’t talk about it, how miles earlier we’d been water in the same river; we liked the freedom better now. I slept on the couch.
Eventually it got too hot to feel much else and we melted into tributaries. We didn’t talk about it, how miles earlier we’d been water in the same river; we liked the freedom better now. I slept on the couch.
Eventually it got too hot to feel much else and we melted into tributaries. We didn’t talk about it, how miles earlier we’d been water in the same river; we liked the freedom better now. I slept on the couch.