I Gave Coffee To The Old Janitor My Family Humiliated

one who’d spilled the coffee that started all this, who’d watched an old man clean it up off the floor and felt nothing – Dale tried to call Walter eleven times that week. Walter answered the twelfth.

I don’t know what they said. That’s between them.

What I know is that the Sunday after, Walter invited me to the place in Arizona that wasn’t a care facility continue reading …