Daryl pushed his cart down the alley. The cart creaked against the gravel making the dogs bark. His eyes set hungrily on the black garbage can sitting at the end of the block, number 1515. He licked his chapped lips … Continue reading
Daryl pushed his cart down the alley. The cart creaked against the gravel making the dogs bark. His eyes set hungrily on the black garbage can sitting at the end of the block, number 1515. He licked his chapped lips … Continue reading