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260. Policy of Truth

Chris wasn’t in the van to the venue. I refused to worry about it and reminded myself I wasn’t his babysitter. I still felt relieved when I saw him standing outside the back door, though, shooting the breeze with the security guard there. He didn’t appear to be barred from going in: he was wearing […]

222. I Will Follow

Chris drove, I rode, which was a good thing since I still hadn’t really figured out the best way to get to the rehearsal space yet. “When are you buying a car?” he asked, while we sat in traffic at some intersection I didn’t recognize. Chris hadn’t figured out the best way to get there […]