The Parking Lot

It's 11:33 PM. The parking lot asphalt is unforgiving. My feet hurt. I pull my phone out of my pocket and see 4 missed calls and 3 text messages from my better half. She hasn't heard from me since 7 PM, and I'm usually home by now. My phone has been on silent since the... Continue Reading →

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