鈥淪o I鈥檝e got to go to the kiddie pool? Is that what you鈥檙e saying?鈥
鈥淚f you want to learn to windsurf,鈥 Susan said, 鈥測ou need to begin at the
产别驳颈苍苍颈苍驳.鈥
He put the fork in his mouth, chewed quickly and swallowed. His
Adam鈥檚 apple bobbed and ducked. There was sauce around the outside of
his lips. It clung to his thin black moustache.
鈥淓lk Lake it is, I guess.鈥 He jabbed his fork back onto his plate. It scraped
against the ceramic.
Susan winced ...
Prose, in its entirety, is available in the printed version of the current issue.
Bio:
Sean Maschmann鈥檚 short fiction has appeared in Fourteen Hills, Prime Number Magazine, and elsewhere. He lives and works in Vancouver.