ON HE RODE — Chapter Thirty-One (a very rough first draft)

It’s becoming a bit obvious that I need to talk to somebody — anybody will do, anybody who will deign to put up with the likes of me. The radio might tide me over, if I could get it perking, but even at full volume there’s not a hint of static. Maybe I should get … Continue reading ON HE RODE — Chapter Thirty-One (a very rough first draft)