Grocery Store Grave Shift – Part III
"Friends, sex, and finding purpose on a grocery store night shift."
December 18th 2:18 a.m.“How much longer?” Simon asked.Hector looked at his watch. “T-minus six minutes.”Tracking our thirty-minute lunch break was an extreme sport.Mary joined us, her recent nap still clinging to her posture. “Six minutes? I still haven’t eaten.”“Hey, that...









