In the Valley of the Sun
Bill shook the lingering crumbs from his Cheetos bag, mostly missing his mouth. He was picking them out of his beard when someone approached his table. “Is that genuine?” “Yup. The real deal,” Bill replied, knocking the final day-glow orange crumbs from his lap. “Can I hold it?” “Only if you pay the deposit.” Bill … Read moreIn the Valley of the Sun