something ch 3 something: A day late and a dollar short, oh whatever.

Leaves scuttled across the empty street as Mikhail walked along the side with his head down and collar of his threadbare jacket turned up. Evening's arrival was early. He went to a bar where they didn’t know him too well and sat in the corner with his face on the sticky table, ignoring his drink. … Continue reading something ch 3 something: A day late and a dollar short, oh whatever.