Jars part 1

A long time ago, I lived in a far away place, called Kansas City. It was an old house, near 42nd and Wornall, that had been broken up into two apartments. There was an upstairs apartment and a downstairs apartment. I lived downstairs with Andrea. Two men lived in the upstairs apartment. Maybe their names […]

How was the drive

I went to a wedding in Kansas City last month. Lucky me, I snagged a room at this cute boutique hotel called No Vacancy where the rest of the wedding party was staying. I was rushing to get unpacked in my room when an old high school friend showed up in my doorway. We hugged […]