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Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Three
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Walsh asked. I shook my head. “Of course I’m not,” I answered, “but I have to.” He nodded and pushed the bundled stack of papers to me. “What are you going to say…
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Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Two
I did write Stellan that letter like the cab driver suggested. I folded it up, put it in an envelope, and placed it on my kitchen counter. It’s now two weeks later and it is still sitting on my kitchen counter.…
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2012
This is the view I ended 2011 with and this is the view I started 2012 with. I would not have changed a thing in 2011. If I did, I would not have ended up in Australia meeting who I did and…
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Barfly: Chapter Twenty-One
After seventy-two plus hours of not hearing from Stellan, I hauled my ass to a bar with Mika so I could sit and wallow in the comfort of a martini glass. “Have you been drinking all this time?” Mika asked. I…
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Barfly: Chapter Twenty
“You’ve reached Stellan. Leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.” Sighing, I hung up the phone and dropped it onto the counter of my bathroom. I had managed to loose my best friend and…
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Barfly: Chapter Nineteen
I sat up and stared at my phone into the wee hours of the morning. I had spent ninety percent of that time shedding tears in sadness and in anger. I was sad because Stellan’s phone was still going straight to…
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Barfly: Chapter Eighteen
I stood in Stellan’s kitchen quietly stirring a sauce he had tasked me with while he was pounding away at a carcass of pour cow. “You know that piece of meat is already dead don’t you?” “I’m just following the recipe…
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Barfly: Chapter Seventeen
“Well hell,” Walsh said. “Well hell?” I asked into the receiver. “That doesn’t sound very exciting and it doesn’t sound like you’re happy for me.” “I’m completely happy for you baby sister. I just can’t believe you finally got a boyfriend. …