A Recipe for Lobster Death
I remember leaning against the lobster case, heart racing, and muttering to Stephanie, “God, I think I need a cigarette.” The seafood guy, Joseph, had after all begun to make this simple task… Continue reading
I remember leaning against the lobster case, heart racing, and muttering to Stephanie, “God, I think I need a cigarette.” The seafood guy, Joseph, had after all begun to make this simple task… Continue reading