Jay Gurley: On S.G. Baker

By Jay Gurley

It wasn’t until I heard a subdued cackle at the mention of my character, Darrin The Defenestrator, that I noticed her. How or when she drifted to the table next to ours was unknown, but I couldn’t deny her presence now. She didn’t impose herself on the conversation, but she fell into step with the campaign discussion easily. She looked like she was made for the coffee shop; her hair matched the wood accents of the furniture, her clothes were cozy, and the gently-held book in her hand was apparently well-traveled.

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