Saint of the Narrows Street

by William Boyle

Roberto was a ticket out to Susie, that’s it. Jimmy was a hole she’d fallen into, Roberto was the ladder, and now she was in the life she wanted all along. Broke his heart. Never again. He isn’t the heartbroken type.

“What do you want to ask me, Roy?” “Stan ever fart when he’s fucking you?” “Excuse me?” “Mid-hump, he lets one rip? That kind of thing. I’m talking about a real thunderous blast. None of that silent but deadly shit. I’m taking a poll. I’m thinking about going to grad school, and I’m gonna do my thesis on farting while fucking.” Giulia laughs. “Sometimes I think about the choices I made in my life and how they’ve led me to moments like this and I really question my own judgment.” “Give me an honest answer.” “Why when he’s fucking me and not when I’m fucking him?” “Touché. Even better,