I Tipped An Exhausted Waitress One Hundred Dollars Until I Found Something In My Takeout Box

extending. I told him I would come back the next day, because I had already noticed, in the moment before saying it, the faint writing on the back of the envelope, half smeared, an address in pencil that someone had written with the urgency of someone writing while already thinking about what came next.

I drove to the address.

The apartment complex was continue reading …