I DIDN'T KNOW how this all began. I just remember waking up one day with more than enough baggage for the next twenty-one years. The words, “Would you be interested in hosting this event for us?" replayed in my head on a constant loop. I sat up in my bed and looked at all the boxes scattered around my bedroom. It had been a few weeks since I had moved into the penthouse of The Nexus Condominiums, and I had yet to unpack a single box. If my mother saw...
Read more...
IT HAD BEEN a short twenty-four hours since I had raided the small bedroom closet that I shared with that man back in Flint, Michigan. It had been only twenty-four hours since I had thrown anything that could fit into my overnight bag and rushed down the steps of my modest home, in nothing but ripped denim pants and an oversized sweatshirt from my alma mater: Michigan State University. I hopped into the one car we shared between us and raced off to Bishop International Airport. I had to get...
Read more...
