Expressionless Darkness"You've got to have some cash on you." Angie said, closing her phone.Nina checked their stash spot for their important commodities and found a ten. She sniffed it. "Dude, I can't give this to him.""Go Febreeze it; tell him it fell in the toilet.""What was the total?" Nina asked, anticipating a night inside where she didn't have to worry about junkies or the enforcers or anything."I was gonna give him thirty, and that includes tip." Angie said. "I've got fifteen. We need at least another five.""Think they'll be like Original Big Sal's whose drivers would take a joint or a bump in trade?" Ni
Bad IdeaJune 16 2010Nina wasn't used to dates that could be perceived by others as "going well". It was usually some drive-through and screwing after a sixer of tallboys back at his place. She never wanted them to know where she lived. She sat on Ben's couch in her t-shirt and underwear, watching him walk around his apartment in her skirt. He didn't have any beer. Over drinks at Louie's, he said he didn't drink.There's something about alcohol that brings out the worst in meShe doubted sobriety was a good alternative."So you don't have anything here? No wine, no old vodka, not