Biker Broke Into Widow’s House at 3am and Ripped Her Floorboards Apart

our families would bury pieces of us in closed caskets. Wives, mothers, sisters, everybody. He said it just like that. Pieces.”

I felt like I was going to be sick. I felt like the room was tilting.

Frank. My Frank. Who cried in his sleep some nights and wouldn’t tell me why. Who would not watch war movies and would leave the room if a helicopter flew continue reading …