Kate Lorenz

Liv does not have a boyfriend, nor has she since ending an eight-month affair with a bluegrass musician. He gave concerts most nights of the week while she sat and pretended to be interested in the plight of the 19th-century Appalachian. At a house show in someone’s living room, the bluegrass musician beaned Liv in the head with the neck of his banjo. She scanned the crowd, but everyone seemed too drunk to have noticed.