September 2009
summer
I ask Sara for a cigarette and she tells me I owe her twenty bucks already before she hands one over. I get drunk later and she lets me put my fingers in her jeans but I don’t feel good about it. She kisses me with her eyes closed because she can’t hold them open anymore.
I go to lunch with Gina from work the next day and she says I’m up for a raise, that all my cases are going well. I...