The Rainman

Tess hops out of the van to meet Mick , who has been waiting on the curb outside a building for her. “You got the stuff?” he asks anxiously, blowing his breath into his cold hands. “Yup!” Tess exclaims, waving the contract into the air smiling. She kisses him. “All fifty-six pages. Are they ready…

Belle’s Bayou

Belle’s bayou was once filled with love. A slow churning, burning love that hummed and echoed like nectar bees in a tunnel of sunflowers bent under the warm, summer sky. It was a hot love, a sticky love like mama Maybelle’s crème pops, once they had been set out too long. An infectious love that…