Robin Hawke


A Crude Jones
November 6, 2011, 2:40 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

As Jeff cleaned the detritus of another beer party, he ticked off his accomplishments. Fast friends, cool bachelor pad, enviable job, hot shack, plenty of meat…the list went on as the trash bags filled. His achievements flashy, he missed the true adventure of a vulnerable dream.

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