A Harlem Globetrotter Fitch was not. That much would have been made glaringly apparent to anyone who happened upon him outside the compound at the basketball hoop, attempting shot after shot and really only making the odd one in every now and then. He didn't flat out suck, per se, he just wasn't all that great, which was the reason for the practice ( Read more... )

It always comes back to this. To a woman. Always about a girl. It doesn’t matter, he could justify himself six ways to Sunday, and it would always come back to a girl. Everything he’s ever done, everything he is, could all be traced back to one of those bloody women. They’ll be the death of him, one of these days. Had been the death of him, more ( Read more... )

The kitchen cupboards are always a mess. It doesn't seem to matter how often Cassie arranges them, each time she returns to disarray. It's all right, she supposes, for it gives her something with which to be occupied, and god knows there are never any parties as Cassie's known them to fill her time on the island. And when there are parties... ( Read more... )

Jim's never found in that easy to stay still. It's not a recent development; even as a small child, he had wandering in him. Once he disappeared for three days, come home to a Mom who was weary and frantic and threatened to take his step-father's belt to him before she broke down in tears and held him instead. He'd felt like shit and he'd never ( Read more... )

"Listen," Quinn says tersely, "I've had this conversation with you, like, a million times. And I'm not doing it. I don't know what kind of girl you think I am, and I'll admit, I've made some choices that are questionable ( Read more... )

He'd forgotten his own goddamn birthday ( Read more... )

Another day, another shift at the clinic, and this one seemed like it was shaping up to be just as exciting as most of the others, which wasn't very exciting at all. Not a day went by where Coop didn't miss the unpredictability and chaos that came along with working in an emergency room, and days like today just tended to magnify that feeling. The ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

Like everyone doesn't know that just down the hall, Mr. Shuester is making some choices that could be considered poor but brave with the doe-eyed guidance counselor ( Read more... )