Chapter 22My reckless driving almost gets me into an accident as I speed across town along wet streets to Black Falls Hospital.
I slip into a spot close to the main doors and am greeted by Steve’s friend Doug from the strip club. He is sitting on a bench in the rain where he told me he’d be, smoking a cigarette. He stands. Dressed in fishnet stockings, black slacks, heels, turquoise eyeliner, and his dark hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, I am having a memory lapse of The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert movie.
He towers me by two inches. He holds his dainty hand out for me to shake. We’ve met once, Steve introducing us during an evening at the club when I picked up Steve after one of his late-night gigs. Doug smiles, hold my hand a little longer than necessary. “He’s ups
