I winced as the light came on. “Did the alarm go off?” “Molotov beat the alarm,” Chaz said, unplugging my phone from on the only
A wayward scribe exploring the world
I winced as the light came on. “Did the alarm go off?” “Molotov beat the alarm,” Chaz said, unplugging my phone from on the only
When I was 25, I lived in the woods in Alaska. I was there for about 6 months, give or take, and I worked at