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Linda’s letter gets on Keith’s last nerve

Linda’s letter gets on Keith’s last nerve

Jun. 12 | Lesli’s ordering-in suggestion sounded good. Keith didn’t feel like cooking, and there should be a law against letting Lesli anywhere near pots or pans around a working stove. He grabbed a menu and picked up the phone. Her usual was French...

Keith’s cousin calls from the pen

Keith’s cousin calls from the pen

Jun. 5 | Keith stood at the living room window, sipping coffee, staring out at a drizzling, early-morning rain, catching hell from Lesli. She was in the kitchen, barely wearing a short, silk housecoat that clung to her curves and, at the moment, was half-open,...

Lesli settles in

Lesli settles in

May. 21 | Lesli looked around and sighed at Keith’s overrun living room that was, she realized, now her overrun living room. What wouldn’t fit, Lesli had either left for Gwen or put in storage downstairs at Keith’s. Still, she had a lot of stuff to...

Lesli and Keith set up house

Lesli and Keith set up house

May. 14 | He woke to Lesli turning her key in the door. Loaded down with suitcases. He watched her struggle to get in the apartment, keep the door propped open, and put her bags down all at the same time. She kicked a suitcase out of the way, the door closed,...

Keith pops the proverbial question

Keith pops the proverbial question

Apr. 23 |   Keith woke drained. Praying, God, if I never do nothing else in life right, please don’t let me do this wrong. Please, keep me from screwing this up. He looked over at a contentedly sighing Lesli. Got up, went into her living room, lit a...

Keith reckons with a new and different Lesli

Keith reckons with a new and different Lesli

Apr. 17 | Keith studied Lesli across the restaurant table, watching the wind play with her hair, wondering just who this maniac was.  She sat there, eyes still filmed over, half-grinning, half-grimacing. He edged back far enough to not get smacked again and,...

Lesli meets Kisa and sparks fly

Lesli meets Kisa and sparks fly

Apr. 2 | Kisa’d had a few last minute things to tend to at the studio. So, lunch wound up being changed to an early dinner. Keith came up out of the subway, squinting against what was still a fairly well lit day. When his vision cleared, he spotted Kisa...

Keith’s high hopes are dashed

Keith’s high hopes are dashed

Mar. 19 |             “Uh,” Keith asked, “you want something from the fridge?” Already heading to the kitchen. “Anything cold. Thanks.” He got her a can of ginger ale, grabbed himself a beer. Poor thing, had a blackout....

Lesli shows up and makes herself at home

Lesli shows up and makes herself at home

Mar. 12 | Keith staggered into the lobby of his apartment building looking like death warmed over. Jesse’s sub was on duty at the reception desk. A disagreeable blue-eyed blonde, Germanic as best he could tell, chiseled cheekbones, legs nearly up to her...

Talking shop down at the deli

Talking shop down at the deli

Jan. 29 |   Keith didn’t wake until late the next morning. Sat up and felt great. Having figured out the solution to his Lesli dilemma. Just not the execution. One thing at a time. He owed himself a pat on the back and was going to give it to himself....