Short Story: Eastern Blue Groper

Zooming and zipping around in my agile, loyal car, I poked my neck out, sniffing for a car space, like a wolf hunting for prey. After loitering around, I finally found a space for my car to rest. My mouth wrapped around the neck of my drink bottle, as I felt the icy-cold trickle ofContinue reading “Short Story: Eastern Blue Groper”