Michael Afton X Jeremy Fitzgerald Novels & Stories

But on his eighteenth birthday, this dream was shattered. Well, all were disappointed. No mates, no pups. Sorry. “Jooooohnston”, I stretched his name to Michael Bolton's rhythm. With a smirk on his face, he closed the gap to my car. “What’s up, Johnston?" I inquired, tilting my eyebrows to his sheepish grin...

Alex As the plane lifted off, San Francisco became a blur of lights and distant shadows in the sky. My chest felt heavy, as if the weight of failure was pressing down on me. I had come here resolved to accomplish two goals: establish the Ava Ltd. partnership and, maybe, get my life back on track. The reverse was true; as I prepared to go, I felt only grief and regret.