Sam’s Answers (a short story)
November 4th, 2009 | Comment | writing
Chapter one
Walden’s Post
Novmeber 4, 2003
It was a day like any other for Herbert S. Walden. There was nothing extraordinary about the weather or the people hustling by the 22 story complex on 23rd and Spine St. It isn’t often that there are anomalies in the working day of a door man, but this day promised to be different to this forty-something.
“Morning Herbert.”
“Morning Mr. Ralph.”
No cars careened off the road into pedestrians. No Squeegee-kids discussing quantum physics. No one was wounded by the pigeons that bobbed predictably on the curb. Gargoyles didn’t rain from the rooftops. Curious. (more…)
