I Want to Hold Your Hand ~ Dick’s new hideout was below an apartment building, less of a basement and more of a bunker. As I climbed out of my car, I slipped into my suit jacket and marched up to the shabby brick building ahead. This had been a nice place once before drug … More Spitfire Chapter 17
Make It Bun Dem ~ “You sure about this, Viola?” Dick said. Viola grinned. “I’m sure. You know I’m the best for this.” “I wouldn’t even consider it otherwise,” Dick said. “Okay. Take care, sweetheart.” I watched from my spot against the concrete wall, drumming my fingers on my arm, as Viola and Dick embraced … More Spitfire Chapter 16
Every Breath You Take ~ I awoke, as I had on several mornings recently, in Dick’s bed. Dick and I traded little kisses as we got ready, and he made coffee for both of us while I texted Viola about lunch plans. Dick liked to play music while we ate, and so a gentle symphony … More Spitfire Chapter 15
Hot Blast ~ I was warm all over, even sweating, and I had to peel myself apart from my partner. My eyes wanted to stay shut, and my joints felt like jelly. But what occurred to me above the rest was just how tired, how numb, my tongue was. I cracked my eyes open and … More Spitfire Chapter 14
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