by Ross Cavins | Oct 6, 2008 | Blog
I pulled up to Becky’s place in my Mustang and lightly tapped the horn, as she’d asked me to do. I waited. And waited. The house wasn’t in the best part of town which should have tipped me off right there but I’m an eternal optimist. I...
by Ross Cavins | May 5, 2008 | Blog
Everyone remembers their first date. It’s a special experience that you never forget. Like your first real kiss. Or your first car. Or your first computer. My first date was with Angela Smith. We were both fifteen and went to different schools. ...