Platform Holly sparkled like Christmas ornaments affixed to a ghost-ship in the Santa Barbara channel. Reflecting images bounced on the placid waters giving the illusion that the oil rig was assail...
She held tight to my arm as we drove along the coastal highway. I glanced at Rachel and rheumy eyes stared back, but all I can think about was Frances. Rehearsing silently what I'm going to tell her when we arrived at my apartment, I settled on the truth.
I have a girlfriend.
When we arrived at the apartment the blond girl and Ali scuttled off to his bedroom. Sounds of laughter were quickly replaced with sounds of intimacy, as Ali seduced his California girl. Mission accomplished!
I placed an album on the turntable and sat on the couch across from where Rachel lounged in a green bean bag. She nervously rummaged through her small bag as I rose and moved to the kitchen. Hoping to make small talk, I attempted to break the uncomfortable silence.