Childhood friends vs. the world.

(from A Near Perfect Gift)

…the evening moist and humming with fireflies and crickets…

This is sort of a love story. It’s a kind of love everyone has probaby been involved in, but it’s not so easy to recognize. It requires distance (for the reader, and for the characters). This story is wonderfully brief and truthful.
I am so happy to have found this story online, to share. Read it here. (I found one place where a word is missing, but that shouldn’t hurt the experience too much.)

The Nields, “Gotta Get Over Greta”