Chapter 3 LORENZO “Fuck,” I groan, wincing at the stiffness in my neck as I slowly lift my head from the awkward position it seems to have slumped in. An anxious feeling jolts in my chest immediately, reminding me what I’m doing sleeping sitting up in a chair in the living room to begin with. ...
Chapter 7 LORENZO In spite of Declan’s bravado, we both end up having the equivalent of about three shots, straight from the bottle of course, over several hours. Which turns out to be just enough to take the edge off of his relentless comments about my “slutty little glasses” and the fact that every time...
Chapter 2 LORENZO My head is pounding dully, a steady thump, thump, thump right behind my eyes. For a brief second I can’t remember why I feel like absolute dogshit or why my eyes feel like they’re nearly swollen shut when I try to pry them open to figure out what time it is....
Chapter 4 LORENZO A sense of uncertainty makes me feel unsteady and frankly a bit twitchy as we finish our coffee in relative silence. I’m never uncertain, I can’t afford to be. I’ve built my entire business, my entire life, hell, I’ve built other people’s lives on my ability to be decisive and confident no...
Chapter 9 LYRIC “Why are you only wearing one shoe?” Pete asks. I set my coffee mug down on the table and lean over to look underneath it at my feet. Huh, he’s right. I have a sandal on my left foot and the other one is just free balling it....