Black & Single Blues, by Dwight Hobbes
Life without Lesli was, any way you sliced it, a losing proposition. Sleep, forget about it. It took ...
Life without Lesli was, any way you sliced it, a losing proposition. Sleep, forget about it. It took ...
Editor’s note: This is the 16th episode of “Black & Single Blues” since the series began in our ...
How could Keith figure out a way to not break Lesli’s heart? A knife began twisting in his ...
Lesli threatened to — hell, had done it — make a lie of Keith’s conviction that soul mates do ...
Lesli was getting a roll going. He knew he wasn’t going to get a word in edgewise. ...
Lesli walked up to Keith at the window, grinning wrist to wrist. Sidling, she reached an arm around ...
He’d been sitting there, bugging out to Nicole Scherzinger and Busta Rhymes on the Pussycat Doll’s video ...
Keith wasn’t getting a day younger. Much as he and Luis gave Gerry gas for settling down, perennial ...
Keith was going to kill Bruno. The next time that cat woke him up at the crack of ...
Keith had poured himself some more coffee, went in the fridge and tossed a slice of ham in ...
Editor’s note: This is the 17th episode of “Black & Single Blues” since the series began in our ...
Lola’s pad truly was tripped out. Not surprising, since she, herself, was a trip without luggage. In a ...
A long week. Spent in good spirits, but it was long. After leaving Lesli off at the airport, Keith had ...
Come morning, room service rang at the door. He’d forced his eyes to open, dragged himself out of ...
Keith was resigned to a lonely Sunday night in his Vegas hotel room without time to hook up ...
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