My Family Charged Maui To My Card While I Slept

both palms flat on the table.

“That’s private,” she said.

I almost laughed. It came out ugly. “Private? You came into my apartment.”

“You gave him a key,” she said.

“For emergencies.”

“This was an emergency.”

Eric rubbed his face with both hands. He had the same tired Garcia eyes as me, but he’d used his to get out of traffic tickets and free drinks. I’d continue reading …