MY NAME IN CHALKIt was better when we were stealing from them,...

MY NAME IN CHALK

It was better when we were stealing from them, these things that linger on our skin. Instead, just twisting caps and pulling corks.

He duct-taped huge wine glasses to her hands and said, “Can I be slightly racist? It smells like the bathroom of an Indian restaurant in here.”

“No,” she said. “You talk so much shit you have halitosis.”

She wore silk and denim and leather. He filled the glasses with red to the rim. He wore sneakers and a smirk.

“This’ll make you tough,” he said....