Mona’s Kid

Helen was getting drunk. Saucy, the waiter, poured her another glass of the 2007 Cab and she watched him, first with expectant eyes, then with the slightest guilt; her brow pitched upward thinking: maybe I shouldn’t have another.             A small legion of Saucy’s cohorts dressed in snug white coats and black pants set the …

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