Trevor Romain’s Thought Bubbles

MY SIDE OF THE STORY: I met Ashleigh outside a motel in Hooksett, New Hampshire. I was coming back from the Cannon Mountain ski resort and she was on her way to a college up north. I had only been in the United States for two months and was experiencing my first ‘œreal’ winter. I [...]

2am. The street was empty. It had just rained. Steam rose quietly from the subway grating. Purple and green neon reflected intermittently on the wet black pavement. I could have sworn that I heard a wailing saxophone in the distance. But that could have been inside my head. I’m a bit of a romantic. I [...]