Booger Red
I had stayed the week and helped her get set up in her new apartment and settled into her job. I’d had nothing much better to do, and Carol had always been very supportive of me, sending me care packages in whatever God forsaken hell I was stationed in and letting me know I still had a family who loved me to come back to. I’m retired and on disability from the military now. On a nostalgic whim I’d decided to take a bus ride on my way back to Texas. I had capable friends, who owed me taking...