Philling in the Blanks

... thought I'd post it anyway.   ******   Jack parked the crappy K-car he’d borrowed from Emilio and walked past the office. With its manicured shrubs and helpful map, it suggested grief was tidy and chartable. In Jack’s experience, it was neither.   He knew where he was headed. He hated to go there in his alternate identity, but today was special, and he knew it would be a while before he got...