I don’t need some man fighting my battles for me.
EVERYDAY IS EVERYDAY BY DARRYL GRAFF 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 105
Brian picked up the empty Budweiser bottle. “Another?”
“No, I got to pick up my kid at band practice,” Tommy said.
It was quiet in Rogers for a Saturday. A slow rain had moved into Rockaway and it was tapping on the window.
Brian ran a rag u…