Never forget that our memories, whether natural or artificial, hold us together I never knew Steve was so ‘substantial.’ But then again, how could I have when all our flirting had been circling-the-airport banter and sideways glances through the half-decade we had known one another. Maybe now that he and his self-titled “Meeky-Geeky Quad” had finished the grand experiment, we’d get time to explore our attraction. That is if I could rise from my swishy stupor sitting across from him,...
