Does the occasional female tourist ever sleep over? Sure. But that’s nothing compared to PJ’s scorecard. He should be registered with the Center for Disease Control.
Warm water, cold beers and no Shawna—life couldn’t be better on the island. Until we take a little road trip to Colombia. Raúl, my boss at the bar, offered me a free ride. I always knew Raúl moved a little bit of cocaine, but who doesn’t? It’s fucking Bocas.
So...I absolutely should not write Shawna. That clever soul-crushing beauty destroyed me. Maybe it would be OK if she came for just a week? Just one week...
Thomas M. Barron is a strategist and copywriter. He lives in San Francisco with his roommate, King. Bocas is his first novel.
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