With a broken-down oven, in a hotel kitchen, on an uninhabited island
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John C. Richards is a freelance writer in Los Angeles, California. He is presently at work on a novel.
“The Fat Fucker showed up,” he said, mopping his plate with a biscuit. Robert nodded, acknowledging that he knew who Edsel was talking about, but wasn’t ready to speak himself until he’d concluded a particularly sensual moment with Ellen’s cooking.