A Thousand Kisses
Four-fifteen! Shit! If I didn’t hurry, Coach Holden would have me doing extra laps, push-ups, and whatever else he could think of to make his point; he really, really hated it if we were late. Running down, taking two steps at a time, I rushed into the flower shop in search of my brother. “Nicky!” I needed to borrow the delivery van if I wanted to make it on time. “Nick?” Looking around frantically, I only found Kim, my brother’s student worker, who was arranging some carnatio