A Moment’s Piece – Fiction

June 1, 1999

Most crouched fearful and dying in crumbling basements, under mattresses and couch cushions, wailing and bewildered, but a handful of the once proud and strongest as if summoned staggered beaten and bewildered to the lake shore. … You’re going to be late for work if you don’t hurry up. … I know.

AmeriMart – Part One – Fiction

June 1, 1999

“If my husband and I come to your showroom,” she wondered with rare caution, “and we like what we see, how much is it to join?”

Looking Glass Bowl – Fiction

April 1, 1999

It was clear glass with a rainbow painted on the bowl, and it had always sat on the shelf in the den. I don’t remember when I stopped seeing it.

Lincoln Logs – Fiction

April 1, 1999

“Abraham Lincoln was born in a log cabin which he built with his own hands.” There it was – the first line of my book report for Mr. Mitchell’s American History class.

Grow up, Sit Down, Log on – Fiction

April 1, 1999

A coworker, my age who has children, asked if I would buy candy for a fundraiser. I bought some, only to realize that I had crossed over to the other side.

Deal of a Lifetime – Fiction

January 1, 1999

“What’d I tell you, Boy?” he said, not moving, voice low and gravely. “Kick back, take it easy, take a minute when the Old Man offers.”

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