JACK ROGERS, UNIT 104
I can’t say that I know much about the new guy upstairs, but I can tell you I don’t trust him. Stan said he’s already made the moves on Carla – which is ridiculous because he’s too damn old. Carla’s only a few years older than me… and she’s f-ing beautiful. What could she possibly see in him? Continue reading →
LARRY FERGUSON, UNIT 101
I’ll tell you one thing, this country is going to hell in a handbasket. Back in my day, folks knew right from wrong; they had morals. Now they just go about – doing whatever it is they want to do – without a care in the world. They have no conscience.
I’ll tell you something else. Here I was thinking it was just these youngins who’d lost their way, but that tenant upstairs is no better. I heard Stan telling Jack that the old man stayed over at Carla’s place the other night. Good God. He’s old enough to be her grandfather. A man his age should know better! Continue reading →
STAN PHILIPS, UNIT 103
I hear Jack’s been talking smack again. Don’t believe everything he says. I’m not high half the time – just once or twice a week, and that’s it.
Hey, a man’s gotta unwind now and then, and cannabis works for me. Everybody’s got something you know. Yoga and meditation help me relax, but weed really opens my mind and helps me connect with the universe.
Jack loves to embellish. It’ll work to his advantage once he starts that real estate gig he’s always talking about. “Location, Location, Location!” That’s what he’d say about Fourth and Main. Continue reading →
A Sprinkle of Faith 