Peter Crispin Author

Secrets I don’t say this often, but the date was off to a great start. After a particularly depressing dry spell of about two years, here I was, sitting across from Summer, a girl WAY out of my league. Her jeans were tight in all my favorite places, as was her white tank top. Her skin was light brown, light milk chocolate. ‘I think we should share secrets,’ she said about five minutes in to our date. We were at Tipsy’s, the only bar in town with a dart board, and a bewildering collection of board games. ‘You go first,’ she said’ I took a sip from my first pint, and glanced at her nearly empty double. Sailor Jerry’s, Amaretto and Orange Juice. Try it and you’ll probably love it… until you don’t. ‘Ok,’ I said slowly. ‘I like… smoking weed?’ She smiled at her, her beautiful eyes like a kaleidoscope of brown, starting to show the light glaze that accompanies drinking a double in five generous sips. Her lips looked so soft and… shiny. ‘Wow,’ she said with either nervousness or well-faked s...

  Lost and Found Chapter 1 LOST: GREY TABBY ANSWERS TO PISCES REWARD FOR SAFE RETURN CALL (233) 617-4938 I had plastered that message all over the city. It had been a day- in my mind if something bigger and hungrier than you hasn’t taken interest by then you are blessed by something. I’d had a few drinks- it was 7:30 pm; long past when I expected anyone to call. My eyes were bloodshot- partially from the tequila, partially from all the tears I’d shed since Pisces, my spoiled feline companion of the last decade, had escaped. Pisces had been there when I’d scored my first design contract, and had been there longer than the seven blessed years I got to spend with my wife, before she was taken from me, one year ago next week. The drunk driver responsible, Brandon Matthews, had gotten off with one week in jail. Lucky for us both I haven’t seen him since.   Buzz buzz… buzz buzz… My phone was ringing. Shit. I hoped I was sober enough to deal with this. I picked up my ...