What the Hell Just Happen Gay
Clarence stayed in the car and waited for his girlfriend to come out of the house. He parked far enough for her to not to see it, but close enough for him to see her. He could have spent the rest of the afternoon alongside her. But her text message seemed suspicious from the start. And now he had a good reason not to believe what she said to him.The nineteen-year-old white man kept his hands on the steering wheel. He left his windows open. He could not look away from the two-story house that...