We had the band meeting in our living room, because where else would we have it? Carynne, the four of us, Courtney taking notes and Colin there to talk about the accounting stuff. Honestly, it was hard to concentrate at first because Ziggy was sitting in the chair across from me and it was like […]
The next day, despite my hangover, me and Bart staged an early-morning intervention. When Christian tried to get up and go back to that job, the stubborn bastard, I hid the keys to his van while he was in the shower and when he came out Bart told him he had a three o’clock gig. […]
When I got home it was early evening, and so I wasn’t surprised that Christian was home. What was surprising was he was sitting in the living room with a six pack next to him and a beer in his hand. Okay, that wasn’t surprising either. The shell-shocked look on his face, though, that was. […]
I found a payphone and left a message at Sarah’s saying I hoped they weren’t worried, I was fine, and I’d fill her in when I got there and hopefully she’d be there when I arrived… She had the kind of voice mail you could call to retrieve messages, so if she and Jonathan were […]
(Saturday post! Also, Happy Pride Day in Boston! -ctan) “Sex has always been easy for me and hard for you,” Ziggy said. The statement would have come out more clinical sounding if he hadn’t also leaned over and wiped his eyes on the sleeve of my black T-shirt. His face was less raccoon-like now than […]
I had two options when I got to the fourth floor. I could knock on the the door to 408, or I could knock on the door to 409, which was the actual bedroom that Ziggy had been in. I worried that I’d put Tony in a compromising position if I knocked on 408. Digger […]
(Before you read this chapter make sure you caught up on both Saturday and Sunday’s posts! -ctan) Digger and Mills weren’t wearing matching suits but they might as well have been. No ties today, but button-up shirts undone at the top. “Doesn’t sound like his highness is too happy to see you,” Digger said, as […]
The room was a corner suite. I stepped into the parlor room. The furniture looked like it was someone’s grandmother’s house. Someone’s rich grandmother, I should say. Tony waved me toward the door to the bedroom, which was open. “I’ll be right outside in the hall,” he said in a low voice. “I’ll knock three […]
I had a lot of time to think in the cab. We were in traffic for over an hour trying to get to the Upper East Side. I hadn’t known where the hotel was, and neither had the cab driver, and I’d stupidly caught a cab headed downtown, which meant while the driver talked with […]
You know how in cartoons they often depict someone having an internal debate by putting an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other? And the little angel and devil each puts forth their argument? I didn’t have an angel and a devil on my shoulders. I had two pathetic, ineffectual weak versions […]