The Morning After
Leaving the general store, Trevor couldn’t help but take a generous deep breath of air, to defog his mind and thoughts. Of course, he was not in the best of shape, so the deep breath turned into a coughing fit. After sounding like he was going to cough up a lung, he felt better, or at least somewhat clearer in thought. He and Grace discussed so much and so little, he found it difficult wrapping his mind around everything.
Deciding to walk off a little of his buzz, he turned to cross the street, towards the bank and Miss Crystal’s rock shop. At first, he was not sure why, oh hell he knew why, the name drew him. Something about it, he needed to check it out. Even if only by moonlight, and the blinking red light at the intersection. Out of habit, he stopped, checking for t
