Just a girl April 7, 2014April 7, 2014 ~ Christi ~ 29 Comments MYOB on the C train, I see his eyes on me like he’s got me in his crosshairs. Creep’s shirt says VERGENSTEIN like he’s Frankenstein’s cousin. I smile, give him the finger, and hop off before I turn up in a whodunit.
Fatherly advice March 31, 2014March 31, 2014 ~ Christi ~ 26 Comments I caught him sneekin a peek at a skirt in the breeze and snatched him back from the curb. “Whatya doin? Stargazing?†I busted his head. “Quit it before you get hit by a bus.†The kid’s just like his dad. Amazing.