Any Savepoint In A Storm.
Any Savepoint in a Storm "Last call!" The bartender shouted, ringing the cheap copper bell he'd hung on one corner of the bar to give the college-dive a faux old-timey feel. Mark suppressed a bit of a smirk as he nursed the last few sips of whiskey...
Messed up Monday (pt 1)
Donna wished she had a better story to tell. The night before the big change had hardly been different than any other night. She'd gotten in yet another row with her mother. She was right in the cusp of those most painful and frustrating teen years...