Collectibles – by Robert Moore

  Human Resources had summoned me by email, my team having missed its quota, when Angie called.  She was crying on her cell phone and her voice was muffled.  Then the signal burst through in painful clarity.  “Karen?  Dad’s dead!” “Are you sure?” I asked her, a stupid question.  “What happened?”  I loitered by a […]

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