Small Family

by Chris Conroy

The bugs are biting my ankles and Paris Hilton is talking to Larry King. This is what he’s thinking when the phone rings. It’s his brother from Iraq asking how Mom is, how he can’t seem to get a hold of her. She’s good he tells his brother, she’s dating some big - wig and driving around with the top down, the radio on, revisiting her hippie days, Mom. He says goodbye to his brother - stay alive he says - and opens the blinds. It starts to rain.

6S - C1

Chris Conroy, author of Newton's Law, writes after breakfast and before lunch.

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