Dick Picture PerfectChapter 2
The breakfast sandwiches were soft, greasy, delicious, and heavy. They sunk into my stomach and, despite a couple of shakes and heaves, they weren’t going anywhere. I glugged down a second bottle of Aquafina and swallowed another pair of extra strength ibuprofen. I sunk back into the old naugahyde booth. I blinked. I took my time wiping my mouth. The girls had tried to push me in and join me on this side of the table. I didn’t take the jostling well and now they sat across from me,...