David meets the woman who will destroy him.
It was our first date. I had escaped Vermont for a few days, feeling a little down after the thing with Veronica imploded, the neglect from the Cali girl, lonely in my big house, while also finally admitting that I’d never feel like myself in this town, that I never wanted to come back, and that with some exceptions, the only available women here were either 22 or had four kids. So I decided to hitch a ride to New York after setting up a couple of dates. Continue reading