Last night I left the house after reading something I shouldn't have. I went to MB's to talk about it. After all, I had shared it with her and Ki already. I feel at a loss to describe the amount of sadness and rage by which I was consumed. Something brilliant and natural happened on …
mail fraud…
The mail comes spilling out of her arms and onto the gravel of the drive. She is thinking shit and other explicatives. Carrying all the mail for three people, her bag and a water bottle is giving her fits. She picks it up quickly while trying to balance all the other. The card slides out …
Dixie's Road Trip 