Josh shouted over to me “Call 911!” as I was taking cover with my bike under the sudden rainstorm. I wasn’t sure what I was calling 911 for but I dialed as directed. Most of our group was still inside the Whole Enchilada finishing their cervezas and burritos and I didn’t quite register why Josh was so far outside the restaurant.
Amateur psychologist and large talking outgoing introvert who takes her coffee like her men: strong, sweet, and creamy