Excerpt: Girls, Cigarettes & Illusions

From the short story, Break Up Letter:

The question hit me the wrong way. Suddenly I was back in that car, going one ten down M-60. Tracing her wet back with one set of my five fingers I grasped her behind and I closed my eyes. The wind hit my face. The steering wheel of my car began to vibrate and my hands held on tight. She pressed her chest into me and I lost control. Spinning and flipping, it was life or death. The pieces of the letter fell to the floor and the ache in my spine dissipated and she unzipped my pants. I entered her. She came with force and I was upside down coming to life and dying at the same time.

You can read Break Up Letter along with my collection of short stories, Girls, Cigarettes & Illusions on Amazon.

Published by robhox

Writer, filmmaking, picture-taking. Don't ever call me 'rob'

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