Tomorrow's Vig

Cherry Red

An inverted white on black line drawing of a tobacco plant.

Connor stumbled into the back of the escalade as the driver’s door closed. He grabbed his arm, wincing at the fresh bruise, then followed his mom’s tint-windowed outline make its way ‘round back. His heart raced. The moment reminded him of so many, as a kid, watching his parents fight though a cracked bedroom door. […]