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Short Stories Based on Small Objects

March 30, 2017 Leave a comment

Dick La Hoyt

They bought me the HO scale Dick’s Auto Body Shop even though I hadn’t ever expressed even the slightest interest in model trains.

“Your name is Dick. Ain’t that something?” Dad said. “I think Santa Claus had a few…whatdayacallem’…particulars on you, buddy.”

“GOD DAMMIT,” he added for no reason. Then he disappeared outside into the yard with a beer.

Mom was sitting at the kitchen table smoking a cigarette.

“It snaps together. Got them little trees on the side. Just snap ’em in there and you can write yourself a ticket to Lankywood.”

Mom put a soap opera on.

Ronnie and I built it in about ten minutes.

“That’s some stupid shit,” Ronnie said.

“WATCH YOUR MOUTH, RONNIE,” Mom screamed.

I don’t remember much else.

Short Stories Based on Small Objects

March 29, 2017 Leave a comment

By Buck Igloos

We was outside in back of the house. It was summer.

Danny was throwing away some stuff and what was in the box was a series of four cheesecake glasses. You poured your drink in there and the gals– well, their tops came off. I couldn’t believe Danny wanted to get rid of something like that. So, I spoke up.13041275_1197803680240752_4026416246387457056_o

“Let me have them glasses, Danny,” I said.

Danny looked them over very slowly as though he were trying to find some mysterious and hidden meaning in them. A plane went over.

“Pretty girls,” he said.

I agreed. I was starting to sweat. I could hear a car start out front. Then footsteps around the side. It was Pappy.

“Let’s go, boy,” he said. Danny didn’t say nothing.

That was the last I ever saw of them glasses.

Further “Short Stories Based on Small Objects” will appear in future issues.

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