Someone's Got A Crush
Two inches of ice built up beneath the snow on the sidewalk. Chris and I spent half the morning chiselling at it with a rusted old chopper and a metal shovel. Damn, is that hard work. It's exhausting and it takes forever.
There's so much you take for granted when you live in an apartment. Someone else deals with the snow and ice. In a house, you deal with it and it takes up half the day.
Mostly, we worked in silence. Chris is the strong silent type and so am I, except I'm not sure I would classify either of us as strong, so I guess we're just the silent type.
Anyway, after what feels like hours of silence, a person needs some entertainment.
So I asked Chris if he knew anything about Melly.
He looked completely confused, so I told him she works at the baker
