by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Downstairs, in a bar that’s a half secret, there is a party that is supposed to be kept quiet. It was my first time at that particular soiree and I was told when the door closed things get interesting. The painter is a chemical necessity in these situations. She is a...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
We did not speak. It was something we decided early on, in emails and texts and our conversations at the café that sat right in between our apartment buildings. One by one, we took away each of these lines of communication. As our negotiations went on and the...