“But I didn’t do anything!” By Michael Heiss

“What are you in for?” The man above me said. The bed creaked as he rolled over to the edge and peered his bald, pale-white head down at me. His skin was unkempt. His five o’clock shadow glowed in the low light. It made my skin itch. “A domestic disturbance. It was nothing really.” I …

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