Tag Archives: my twisted insides

447. Ashes to Ashes

When your lawyer calls on the Saturday of a holiday weekend, it’s rarely a good thing. I took the call sitting on the overstuffed leather couch in Remo’s living room with the cordless phone tucked on my shoulder. Carynne and Feinbaum were on the line together. I wasn’t sure if they were in the same […]

384. With or Without You

(Site news: we’re only $10 short of triggering a Saturday post, thanks to donations this week! If you’ve been meaning to donate some time soon, and you want more DGC more quickly, this is a good chance.) — If I had been a different kind of person, I would have kicked down Digger’s door in […]