The bicep scar looked painful for an old scar. Skim knew better than to ask.
The guy came from somewhere in Ohio, he said--that’s what he said: “somewhere”, and that made Skim not trust the guy.
He was Reginald for the first two weeks that he lived near Skim, draping a tarp over the broken fence on the thin piece of flat ground on the incline above the ca…
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