Submission to NPR’s Three Minute Fiction: Oxford Blue In Green

Jerry, buddy, the sun’s just come up.  It’s six in the morning here, so it’s midnight in New England.  I’m glad I didn’t wake you, but I did hope to talk.  I haven’t been to bed yet, buddy.  It’s brilliant here.  That’s what they say about everything—brilliant. It’s come to me though.  All of it. … Continue reading Submission to NPR’s Three Minute Fiction: Oxford Blue In Green