Cops before breakfast.Before coffee even. As if Mondays weren't bad enough.
People loved you in the way they knew how - and often it was not the way you knew. Or needed.
Tiffs among the faggots were apparently the stuff of quiet merriment.
Have I ever told you, you look like Monty Clift? he inquired in a deep, seductive voice. Before or after the accident?
Knowing and believing are two different things.
You were the first in every way that counted.