April 27, 2017 by dellanioakes
“You okay back there?” Tina turned around and looked at me carefully.
“I’m back here having an epiphany of sorts amongst the debris of Bob’s backseat.”
“That would make an interesting name for a painting or a photo-montage. Epiphany Amongst the Debris,” Bob said, not the least bit offended by my comment.
Tina threw up her hands in mock disgust. “Artists!”
© 2017 Dellani Oakes