Molly did not drink and did not care much for sitting at bars, but she drove Trevor to the places he liked and sat with him. She had become his designated driver, among other things, some of them wearing thin. She drove him to one of those bars, a hotel bar, where he...

Neilly’s one-chair barbershop always had at least three magazines, including that one which advises young men on how to be at their best. Wearing $900 shoes is on the list. Gi-Gi was on the chair undergoing a tune-up on his style of choice: the “Pietro Pistole,”...

She caught him walking across the quad and yelled, “Hey, you!” The boy looped an index finger back at himself, gesturing and mouthing, “Who, me?” “Yes, you.” She marched toward him with the assertive flair of a third-year theatre arts major. “You stood me up last...