Fiction: Balearic Waves by A.J. Becker
Photo Source: Wikimedia Commons The Balearic waves rolled along continuously, timelessly; oblivious to yesterday’s disappointments and tomorrow’s expectations. No respecter of reputations. Indifferent to time of year, spirit and mood. Heedless of the unemployed, ungratified, unmoving 23-year-old who lay before it, wondering what his next move might be. Having been discharged from his job at the La Cubierta bar for repeatedly swearing at a customer, Tyler spent the whole of Sunday evening...