“Drove by, to see if
your bike would be here. It was. I stopped. Don’t ask me why. Crazy getting
between a man and the two women who love him. Even though I think we make a
good tango together.”
I closed my eyes. Had
I stepped into some alternate reality a couple of weeks ago? I couldn’t
remember drinking heavy, since I don’t drink, and I don’t do drugs, and I
didn’t remember stroking some alien artifact.
Title and Cover in process.