Excerpt from My Short Story ‘Abba’

After our snacks and about a half hour of awkward silence on the plane, the gentleman sitting next to me asked, “So, would you care to share some of your story you’re writting?” I hesitantly said, “I suppose so…” I began to read: A typical farm pond; small and deep, no larger than a waiting room in a doctor’s office is often the setting for … Continue reading Excerpt from My Short Story ‘Abba’