The Choice of Jake Sullivan
The heating in Jake's Brooklyn apartment stopped working on the coldest day of the year, which was either a coincidence or a statement. Jake preferred to think of it as a statement. It gave him something to be angry about instead of everything. He was thirty-one years old, half Black, half Irish, and entirely tired. He had dropped out of community college in his second year because his mother...
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