WILMINGTON, DE-
He leaned in close. Like they do in the movies. He leaned in close and I could see his every pore, his every hair follicle. He leaned in close and I didn’t move away. He leaned in close and then, without preamble, he began to sing.
ANNAPOLIS, MD-
In my role as a Very Nice Person, I think many things I never say. Oh, I think about saying them. I think them loudly. I say them with my posture. I glare at my computer screen through the most long-winded and pointless stories. But even when I’m seething, I cannot stop myself from uttering the occasional polite “mmhmm.”
It’s actually embarrassing how often I have to fight the urge to say cruel things. For example: (more…)
