She Tried To Shut Down My Party Until The Precinct Walked In

do not begin with the big move. They test the fence first. A letter. A fake rule. A murmured complaint. A small public embarrassment. If you bow the first time, they build a throne on your back. So I had not bowed. I had prepared.

Saturday arrived bright and warm. By four in the afternoon my garage smelled like oak smoke and barbecue sauce and sunscreen continue reading …