Max

It's been 10 years now since Max Simon Peter Huber passed away. I went to visit his grave, looking all dramatic with no umbrella in the rain. His mom, Margaret, and sister, Ana, unexpectedly stopped by while I was standing there. I hadn't seen his mom since our Tae Kwon Do class performed for his tribute shortly after his funeral. Ana is 11 1/2 years older than him. A half-sister, but they were close. Margaret introduced me to Ana's 1-year-old daughter, Sophie Max. (Nice middle name.)

I went to the mall at night. No one in the database was working. Boo. I wandered into Brookstone. There's this employee there who showed me a bird camera. Her name tag read "Faith." She's aight. Long, dark brown hair. At some angles, her face vaguely resembled Ashley Greene's. Vaguely. Or it could just be my imagination trying to overcompensate for no one in my database working tonight.

I went home, fired up the porn, and busted a #3 to Faith.