PICNIC by TIMOTHY HERRICK copyright 1998, held by author I pull into the K-Mart parking lot and see her glance at her watch as she paces by her white Saturn. She’s brought the mutt, who is looking up at her with his tongue dangling out his snout, ears erect and tail swaying rapidly … Continue reading PICNIC (short story)
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