The night I pierced my own belly button by Maria McMillan
Can�t wait to get out of this hole of a town she said. For years we�d been planning our escape. Had compiled a list of compulsory adventures involving our own brilliant selves and various disposable sidekicks in locations ranging from the giant aquarium tank in downtown Monterey to a moonlit bridge in Vietnam arched like a bony cat�s back, to mountains with names only we knew.