Chapter 15: Gentle Bites
August 10, 2014
The Cupcake Martini: 6 Parts Gin, 1 Part Dry Vermouth, 1 Sweet Vermouth, 1 Lemon Twist.
How did Tuck and I end up together the next morning, side by side in my bed, tucked in the eaves of the attic room? It’s still a little bit of a blur to me to this day. But throughout time, little pieces of that night started to connect and build a puzzle for me…
Atop Betner’s Cliff, we woke from our nap to high-pitched cawing overhead as a Broad-winged hawk circled our bodies. The annoying bird was dark brown with white under parts and black margins under its wings as it flew in circles. Groggy-eyed, Tuck asked, “What’s he doing?”
“He’s just letting us know that he’s around. The bugger probably roosts up here and we’re invading his space.”
“Is he going to
