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“Sidney Hellman doesn't remember who he was the last time around, if there was a last time. But how can he? None of us do.
Still, there are clues.
For instance, he starts seeing things. Images of events from another life. Terrible images."
--From the story "The Monster Inside," included in BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS, the new story collection by Mitchell Waldman”
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Still, there are clues.
For instance, he starts seeing things. Images of events from another life. Terrible images."
--From the story "The Monster Inside," included in BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS, the new story collection by Mitchell Waldman”
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“It all started with a package placed on Borglund's doorstep at two o'clock in the morning.
But, no, really, it started before that, when tilting his head over the picket fence, the smell of gin strong on his breath, he told me about his father, how he had collaborated with the Nazis back in Holland. I was speechless, but I must have had a telling look on my face because he stood back a step and, with watery eyes, said, "What else could he have done? He had a family, seven children to support." His father had been a railroad employee, had helped the SS route trains to the death camps. To Borglund, he was like any other man trapped in a job he didn't really like. But it was different -- those trains were full of my people, my ancestors."
--From the story "The Nazi Next Door," included in the book PETTY OFFENSES AND CRIMES OF THE HEART”
― Petty Offenses and Crimes of the Heart
But, no, really, it started before that, when tilting his head over the picket fence, the smell of gin strong on his breath, he told me about his father, how he had collaborated with the Nazis back in Holland. I was speechless, but I must have had a telling look on my face because he stood back a step and, with watery eyes, said, "What else could he have done? He had a family, seven children to support." His father had been a railroad employee, had helped the SS route trains to the death camps. To Borglund, he was like any other man trapped in a job he didn't really like. But it was different -- those trains were full of my people, my ancestors."
--From the story "The Nazi Next Door," included in the book PETTY OFFENSES AND CRIMES OF THE HEART”
― Petty Offenses and Crimes of the Heart
“This used to be a great country. Not now. Not anymore.
I was laid off from the drugstore. Worked there almost thirty years. Worked my way up from the bottom, from Stock Boy to Manager, with little in the way of education -- I didn't graduate high school, was a semester shy when my dad got sick. I ran that damned place for the owner, Bud Wilkins. Then, when Bud retired, and had no one to carry on the business, this big chain bought him out and they discarded me like a badly worn sneaker."
--From the story "After the Layoff," included in forthcoming story collection BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS”
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I was laid off from the drugstore. Worked there almost thirty years. Worked my way up from the bottom, from Stock Boy to Manager, with little in the way of education -- I didn't graduate high school, was a semester shy when my dad got sick. I ran that damned place for the owner, Bud Wilkins. Then, when Bud retired, and had no one to carry on the business, this big chain bought him out and they discarded me like a badly worn sneaker."
--From the story "After the Layoff," included in forthcoming story collection BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS”
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“My dead father isn't talking to me. That he doesn't talk to me is odd, since every other spirit talks to me, they all do. But for some reason he's reticent, dumb, mute. No thoughts, no words, no sudden appearances to guide me, to give me direction or inspiration in my life and ways, good or bad. No words to explain why he was the asshole he was during his life, unavailable to me.
He's fucking silent. Still." -- From "Spirits in the Night," included in Mitchell Waldman's forthcoming short story collection, BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS.”
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He's fucking silent. Still." -- From "Spirits in the Night," included in Mitchell Waldman's forthcoming short story collection, BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS.”
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“Sidney Hellman doesn't remember who he was the last time around, if there was a last time. But how can he? None of us do.
Still, there are clues....."
For instance, he starts seeing things. Images of events from another life. Terrible images.
--From the story "The Monster Inside," included in BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS, the new story collection by Mitchell Waldman”
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Still, there are clues....."
For instance, he starts seeing things. Images of events from another life. Terrible images.
--From the story "The Monster Inside," included in BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS, the new story collection by Mitchell Waldman”
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“This used to be a great country. Not now. Not anymore.
I was laid off from the drugstore. Worked there almost thirty years. Worked my way up from the bottom, from Stock Boy to Manager, with little in the way of education -- I didn't graduate high school, was a semester shy when my dad got sick. I ran that damned place for the owner, Bud Wilkins. Then, when Bud retired, and had no one to carry on the business, this big chain bought him out and they discarded me like a badly worn sneaker.
--From "After the Layoff," one of the stories in forthcoming collection BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS.”
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I was laid off from the drugstore. Worked there almost thirty years. Worked my way up from the bottom, from Stock Boy to Manager, with little in the way of education -- I didn't graduate high school, was a semester shy when my dad got sick. I ran that damned place for the owner, Bud Wilkins. Then, when Bud retired, and had no one to carry on the business, this big chain bought him out and they discarded me like a badly worn sneaker.
--From "After the Layoff," one of the stories in forthcoming collection BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS.”
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“He wakes up in a different body.
Normally when it happens you don't remember all that came before, in the prior lives. But sometimes things get screwed up, there's a flaw in the machinery, and it doesn't work that way. Or maybe it isn't a mistake, it's done for a reason. As some believe, maybe there's a reason and purpose for everything.”
― The Visitor
Normally when it happens you don't remember all that came before, in the prior lives. But sometimes things get screwed up, there's a flaw in the machinery, and it doesn't work that way. Or maybe it isn't a mistake, it's done for a reason. As some believe, maybe there's a reason and purpose for everything.”
― The Visitor
“This used to be a great country. Not now. Not anymore.
I was laid off from the drugstore. Worked there almost thirty years. Worked my way up from the bottom, from Stock Boy to Manager, with little in the way of education -- I didn't graduate high school, was a semester shy when my dad got sick. I ran that damned place for the owner, Bud Wilkins. Then, when Bud retired, and had no one to carry on the business, this big chain bought him out and they discarded me like a badly worn sneaker.
--From "After the Layoff", included in forthcoming collection, BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS”
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I was laid off from the drugstore. Worked there almost thirty years. Worked my way up from the bottom, from Stock Boy to Manager, with little in the way of education -- I didn't graduate high school, was a semester shy when my dad got sick. I ran that damned place for the owner, Bud Wilkins. Then, when Bud retired, and had no one to carry on the business, this big chain bought him out and they discarded me like a badly worn sneaker.
--From "After the Layoff", included in forthcoming collection, BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS”
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“I’m here today to talk to you about a serious, very serious topic, and it concerns me and it concerns all of you. And you know what concerns you concerns me and visa versa. We’re all in this together and all that, you know, I’m here as President because you elected me to represent you, right, after all?” He smiles widely, tucks his head down against his chest, throws his arms out to his sides, and then the chants come, and he nods his head in mock humility, “Thank you so much, I don’t deserve it, really, do I?” and the applause comes louder this time, and he laughs, shakes his head and says, “Okay, okay, maybe I do. What can I say. We’re making this nation strong again, right? That’s what we’re doing!” And more cheers, and tossed beer cans, or, at least, that’s what Ash imagines. Then the large man with the artificial hair continues: “But on to what I’ve come to talk to you today, and I know I tend to go on, but it’s important, very, so, important. Something we all need to be concerned about. And you know what that is? Aliens.” The cheers rise again and someone yells out “Get rid of all the illegals!” and he nods, but then shakes his head, waves his arms, “Yes, yes, but no, that’s true, but not what I’m talking about this time. I’m talking about, you know, the other kind, what you call the real deal, the real thing, real aliens, like the kind that come from up there,” he says, pointing to the sky. And the cheers stop and it gets almost quiet in that parking lot.”
― The Visitor
― The Visitor
“Sidney Hellman doesn't remember who he was the last time around, if there was a last time. But how can he? None of us do.
Still, there are clues.
For instance, he starts seeing things. Images of events from another life. Terrible images.
--From the story "The Monster Inside," included in BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS, the new story collection by Mitchell Waldman”
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Still, there are clues.
For instance, he starts seeing things. Images of events from another life. Terrible images.
--From the story "The Monster Inside," included in BROTHERS, FATHERS, AND OTHER STRANGERS, the new story collection by Mitchell Waldman”
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