I've only just sat down at a table in The Winchester to wait for my blind date, and already I'm regretting agreeing to this. It isn't like I couldn't say no, but the way the idea was presented to me made it seem like my date had already agreed, and I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings. I simply decided to come tonight, have a pleasant time with ( Read more... )

Nix sprawls in the passenger seat, carelessly elegant, as I drive us to our intended destination, the jeep zipping smartly along. "What is this place?" Nix asks as we get out and head over to the door of the partially demolished home ( Read more... )