Walking Men
Issue #60 of The Two But Rule
The following is fiction…until it isn’t.
Easter
A few years after the pandemic, I woke up on a warm and sunny Easter Sunday. I got my coffee and sat looking out the window watching people drive by on the way to their various Sunday morning activities. And it struck me then that I knew hardly a soul for miles in any direction of my front doo…
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