Losing my best friends and it’s great

I never thought that my best friends would have been objects instead of people, but here we are. I liked to smoke.  I loved to smoke.  My favorite time of the day was early morning, with cup of coffee in hand, pack of cigarettes on the table, and an hour to leisurely peruse Facebook and … Continue reading Losing my best friends and it’s great

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Neighbors are the best people

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, the house vibrated with each beat. Jane cocked her head, startled. "What's that noise?" I told her it was a car speaker booming somewhere close. "A CAR SPEAKER!" "WHAT??" I walked out on to the porch and the next door workers were blasting from a truck as they threw trash into the … Continue reading Neighbors are the best people

Interview with a stranger

He kept his eyes averted and fidgeted when he talked but something I said touched something in him because he came alive with words that tumbled out in a halting, insistent rush to tell me a story he had held on to like a talisman for more than thirty years. "I used to be the … Continue reading Interview with a stranger