top of page

Grab A Bull By The Horns

As I had suspected, Mina’s idea of a good time was sitting by the pool at the hotel reading, intermingled with periods of sitting at the hotel restaurant reading, broken only by bouts of walking in the woods—to find a quiet place to read. Drew decided he wanted to explore the lake, so we walked around for a while, but quickly grew bored of it. It must have seemed much more exciting when we were inebriated. It was a sight to behold, but after a while, it was just a giant lake like every other I’d seen—but saltier.

Want to read more?

Subscribe to piratecatpublishing.com to keep reading this exclusive post.

2 views0 comments

No More Drinking-Ever

“Wake up sleepyhead,” Mina’s sweet voice called. “Let’s go beautiful. We’re here.” “No, we’re not. Go away,” I grumbled, still feeling...

Rewriting History

“Easton, you can’t stay here,” Drew argued. “Security will drag you out, so just go get the car, head back to the hotel, then you can...

Comments

Couldn’t Load Comments
It looks like there was a technical problem. Try reconnecting or refreshing the page.
bottom of page