Ground Beef by Amanda Silverman Kosior
“Stop me if you’ve heard this one,” I said. A few clouds grazed lazily across a field of stars. They lumbered onto moon, and the world went dark. Tanner kept on shoveling. “Ole died,” I said. “And so Lena goes to the newspaper man to write an obituary. ‘Just put, “Ole died,”’ Lena says. ‘That’s […]