Waiting for Red
“Happy Birthday, Lenny,” I say, pushing the cake towards him.
He reaches out and feels the edges of the cake with his fingertips. His blind eyes stare straight ahead, milky white [...]
“Happy Birthday, Lenny,” I say, pushing the cake towards him.
He reaches out and feels the edges of the cake with his fingertips. His blind eyes stare straight ahead, milky white [...]