deception

7 Jul 2018

Something wicked

As soon as we started comparing notes, it dawned on me that our pet misanthrope most emphatically is the oily grifter I’d thought he only pretended to be. Grifting to the tune of hundreds from your faithful correspondent, thousands from another, and from the network at large free storage, free transportation, free accommodations, and under-the-table […]

22 Aug 2015

The arrival

Here’s what I remember. I’m in a small town. By small, I mean Mayberry small. And like Mayberry, it’s of a certain era. Cute and cozy. Surrounded by trees. It’s connected to the rest of the world by a twisty-turny two-lane road and a train track that leads to a depot where a crowd is gathering. Typical […]