Malone

My phone is beeping loudly, awaking me from a slumber that was so deep, I’m pretty sure I drooled on my pillow. Cracking open an eye, I look around my childhood bedroom and sigh loudly. I’ve never been what anyone would call an early riser, but to pay the bills, I have to do what I have to do. Pulling my phone off the bedside table, I literally shudder when I read the three-thirty AM with my own two eyes.

Flinging off the covers, I stumble to the small bathroom ...