Quite inspired. Very Rumpus. And endless appreciation to the Gina Frangello for all of it. Excerpt? Word.
"The cool story would be how we went home that night, dropped
everything, booked our trip, and were soon having a threesome with Larry
Mullens, Jr. under the ocean spray that endlessly cascades over San
Sebastian’s horseshoe beachfront.
But that isn’t what happened.
my father got sick, cancer sick, eighteen months to live sick, any trip
of any real length didn’t seem possible sick, and for the most part we
didn’t go anywhere that didn’t look like a cancer ward or my parent’s
house until my father passed away."