Short-short Story

Memory Lane

“Good morning, sunshine.” A large black man in a green nurse’s aide uniform pulled the window curtains back and the morning sun splashed the room with bright light. The gray in his hair put him on the north side of fifty. “Time to rise and shine, George.” The old man blinked several times trying to […]

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Mitchell’s Fall from Grace

Every young man eventually arrives at the point where he is certain that, when it comes to smarts, he has it all over any of the adults in his life, especially his parents. As a rather precocious youngster, this idea came early for me, somewhere near my ninth birthday. I couldn’t pinpoint an exact time

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