There was a spot for Keaton’s truck right in front of the address he got for the dude who hit Travis' parked car, and, sure enough, parked in the driveway was a Toyota minus its front bumper. The house had a low gate around the front yard, but Keaton hopped it. I followed. Travis hung … Continue reading Travis’ Hit and Run (last part) →

  Me and Travis text pretty regularly, and I’d like to get him up to see the pool house and meet the boys, but I haven’t seen him since he turned up on my doorstep in the middle of the night last October. Keaton was off Monday morning, so we decided to celebrate National Mental … Continue reading Travis’ Hit and Run (part 1) →