Adell Shay

Adell Shay

Adell Shay

Didn’t he see it? How could he shower and get dressed regularly without tending to the blemishes that infiltrated his back and legs? What did he do before he met me? Seeing it there on him beckoned me; the outside world ceased to exist and his untended blemish became the focal point of my existence. I leaped forward to slay my enemy. Jay caught the look in my eye and his body tightened.

Report from the Vacation Front

It has been a long time since I’ve eaten a meal this bad. I inhale it
greedily and wonder how long it took me to forget the normalcy of such
meals. This one has been a twelve-hour car drive from home, about as far as
one can drive without hitting Oregon. The others are thousands of miles
away and decades behind me now. Getting older and fleeing the Midwest has
its advantages.