"I like apples," was the first thing Vin ever said to me, at the club where he used to work. I was wearing a tight t-shirt with an apple on the chest. I thought then that it was a compliment to my chest. Turns out he really is an apple fanatic. The entire bottom drawer in our fridge is devoted to his apples. The kid knows every variety (it's his ( Read more... )

So yesterday Vin kept telling me it was going to rain, but I kept telling him that we were going to have a picnic. “It’s meant to be, I know it!” I kept shouting. All week it was supposed to rain, and it was sunny. All week. Yesterday it rained. Vin said "Too bad" but I knew he was secretly glad. But I wouldn’t let rain stop me. I called some ( Read more... )