All Apologies

No Warning

Kurt Cobain’s voice rang from the speakers – “What else should I be? All apologies…” – as Marla perched on a barstool, eying the door. She was meeting her sister, June, after work. Despite having “something important” to discuss, June was late.  Marla got the bartender’s attention – two gin and tonics. June arrived just...

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