I was cleaning out old files and found this story. It’s way early for a Christmas story but I decided to publish anyway.Chapter 1Adam Heller pulled off to the side of the driveway leading to his parents’ home. He noted the fresh coat of paint on the house. White gravel bordered the dirt drive. The
Too Cold Not to Fuck
It was freezing in the tent. Never mind how hot and sunny it had been that afternoon, this high up in these old mountains the temperature had plummeted. I muttered another curse at my parents and tried to dig myself deeper into my sleeping bag.”Are you still awake too?” The whispered voice belonged to my