Fiction 2016 / Issues / Spring 2016 / Uncategorized / Volume 46

Neighbors, at One Time or Another—Steve Meador

Rednecks Over the phone a monotone rasp crawled from her tar-coated vocal chords and was delivered like a swarm of chiggers against my eardrum. She told me that all the jewelry she had talked about the previous day was locked in the trunk of the Pontiac. Real stuff, worth thousands and thousands of dollars. Her … Continue reading