Chapter Four
The Windfall Complex
Kyla Mound was only twenty four, but she felt older. What she had learned the past year at that office in the Windfall Complex in downtown Fort Wayne had taught her something. As a matter of fact, she used a book of matches from the place to light a cigarette while she arranged things in her apartment living room. She knew somehow this was going to be the night. Her dreams had told her so.
As she smoked, she looked at the sparse billows and thought back to when she had met Doctor Cubis. She’d seen an advertisement for services as a male s****l surrogate and thought it was what she needed.
“I was brave back then,” she whispered, grinding out her half-finished cigarette. “I thought I was. I was brave enough to see his shortcomings and try to do something
