PROSE: “Collect” by Richard Charles Schaefer
After 20 years, Benjamin Wheeler was just another person I didn’t talk to anymore, never mind why; when a friendship is that far in the rearview, a falling out and a quiet fizzle are both specks on the horizon. Human-interest stories don’t interest me, so I don’t know why I read the article on the “Collection […]
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