Category Archives: Mac Cushing

The Man in the Brown Suit by Mac Cushing

JASON WAS TALKING AGAIN, but Mac barely paid attention to what he was saying. They were two hours south of St. Lawrence and both he and Jason had already put in a full eight hours tying rebar in Syracuse before they had gotten in Jason’s

Endless Summer by Mac Cushing

I’M THIRTY-ONE, still have most of my looks, and the summer is endless. I start my routine around 4 pm. First, I lay my uniform out on my bed, feed my dog, and then slip into the shower while she eats. Then I shave, put