across the parking lot from us lived a sweet widow named bernie. i think she was a widow. rob, ryan, and i would go over there almost every day to get candy. she always had some. she taught us please and thank you. her house always had a certain smell to it. i didn’t find…

today is a crap day. not because it was a bad day. not because steph can’t go to the show tomorrow. but because that is how i feel. like poop. brown, hard poop. i woke up with a sore throat. went to work. got sent home for being sick. they must have made it somehow.…