The sun was still shining as I parallel parked in front of the brick three flat. The ride to Jack’s dad’s in Irving Park had been the longest I’d ever taken. Still shaken by my awkward introduction meeting of his mother, I didn’t have anything to say. Jack and I barely uttered two words to one another.
With the help of his a therapist, best friend and a Xanax prescription, a recently dumped Guppie rediscovers how to live out loud in the Windy City. Although inspired by a true incident, names have been changed to protect the guilty.
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011
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