Bertram blurted out, “Maybe tomorrow you could come to my house and see my artificial flowers that I collect from gravesites.”
Max shuddered and said, “Can’t.
Synthetics make me itch.” He
scratched at his leg through his new trousers.
He checked his watch. “Oh wow, it’s
really late. Good night, Keller. See you at work.” He closed the door and circled his finger clockwise
around his ear. “Looney Tunes.”
(from The Attic
Piranhas by Marlin Williams)
7*/10. The complete review is here.
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