A story by Robert Rorke (fiction, ’10) appears in Shadowgraph Quarterly:

The Christmas Pyramid

It was our first Christmas at the beach. We were headed out to Rockaway in The Black Beauty, Himself at the wheel. I knew how to drive the car and sometimes he let me. We started my driving lessons that spring, one Saturday morning when we were coming back from a nursery with new rose bushes in the trunk. [… continue reading here.]


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