In the End, Only Quentin Tarantino Could Do It Justice: Part IV

Silence. More of that. Then some silence. After two minutes, Groom finally put down his bowl of ice cream and meandered over to my prone form. Holding his spoon up to my mouth and noting that it fogged up with my breath, he returned to his snack and enjoyed the unaccustomed silence. The next day,… Continue reading In the End, Only Quentin Tarantino Could Do It Justice: Part IV