sludgo’s Mile Markers: Mile 229
It was Halloween.1978. Just after midnight. Anne and I were parked in the Gremlin and we were on the outs, all because she thought I’d been flirting with one of the Starkweather cheerleaders at the McCullough’s party that night. I’d already explained that I hadn’t been flirting with her but rather she’d been flirting with…