That night I decided my hunch had been right all summer that nothing else in my life had ever mattered. I was encapsulated in darkness.
SUMMER FICTION: THERE WILL ALWAYS BE BEAUTIFUL WOMEN
Wil Weitzel
The Dig - Boston's Only Newspaper
The Dig - Boston's Only Newspaper
That night I decided my hunch had been right all summer that nothing else in my life had ever mattered. I was encapsulated in darkness.
