Commuter Noir
Wednesday, March 8th, 2006 08 March, 2006 Temperature: Becoming Irrelevant
When I stepped outside this morning, the fog swirled around me like a shroud. The streetlights wore pale halos, and you could barely see the pavement from forty feet away. The gorgeous blonde dame reached for me through the doorway, whispering, “Be careful out there…”
I looked into her deep blue […]
