Purple Drank Ain't Gray
200 Word Story
Even the machine shop guys didn’t spend much time drinking in the lot now that daylight savings was over.
Mow shuffled up. MOW. He wasn’t a Maurice or a Morris, he was just a proud retiree of a nonunion landscaping company. Tiny pension, no benefits, but proud.
Theo and Barnes nodded.
“Cold and gray,” Barnes said, about nothing, about everything. “I went …
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