Dedicated to my grandpa, who used to ride the rails during the Depression, and told me stories that inspired this StoryADayMay one. Boxcars by Marian Allen Some guys were lucky; they got jobs. Joe wasn’t one of the lucky ones. He scraped by on odd-jobs…
Lonnie, Me and the World’s Ugliest Couch by Marian Allen “There’s no accounting for taste, Lon,” I said. “Well, I know, but look at it,” he said. “I am looking at it,” I said. “That’s above and beyond. I told you I’d help you move…
It’s a Sunday in StoryADayMay, so it’s time for another Holly Jahangiri story. Judging A Book by Marian Allen The Meadow of Flowers Council City Old Earth Literature Living Library was in an uproar. They’d had their share of troubles – any living library was…
