My Parents Left Me A Run Down Warehouse While My Brother Took The Penthouse

The cab driver didn’t say anything when I told him the address. He just glanced at the garbage bag on the seat beside me and nodded, the way people nod when they’ve heard worse things at 2 a.m. and learned not to ask.

Los Angeles at that hour was a different city entirely. The boulevards were empty enough that you could see the geometry of the place,continue reading …