Story Time Sunday — July 6th, 2014 — a flash fiction story about a bookstore reading

Once upon a time there was a man who said he was and indeed he WAS a literalist. This means, according to him, that he couldn’t see pictures in his head or understand metaphors. He couldn’t imagine abstract things, he said. “Well that’s not so weird,” I told him at the bookstore where we came … Continue reading Story Time Sunday — July 6th, 2014 — a flash fiction story about a bookstore reading