47×365, No. 10 - Jerry
You were my second husband’s asshole buddy, funny and crude, lean and tanned to a leathery, peeling red-brown, and usually barefoot, in a wifebeater and frayed jeans. Your eyes stayed bloodshot, and you sweated that rotten-sweet alcohol smell. Beer cans piled knee-deep around your trailer’s back deck.
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