Alex walked for a while, not caring about how long or where he walked, he was just killing time until another day started; he sure as hell was going back to sleep – one dream a night was more than enough. XXNX It’s ok, I don’t bite!”
“Your Uncle Alex?” Tommy replied softly as he turned his head so he could see the man sitting across from him and his grandmother, “Mommy read me some of your letters.”
“Mmm hmm, she wrote me all about you.” Alex replied with a smile. Alex suddenly realized he recognized his surrounding and smiled, he looked up and saw the purple and blue neon of the bar he had spent many nights at; most ending with either sex or bruises – and a fair number of times with both!
