Not as Crazy as They All Think I Am

By Israfel Sivad

from his short story collection, The American Apocalypse, available here.

My family thinks I’m insane. Drinking a virgin daiquiri, I’m sitting on a veranda of a villa in Costa Rica that my grandmother rented for us for a Christmas vacation. I could do with the rum, but I don’t really need it. Besides, I’m trying to make a good impression, trying to prove that I’m not as crazy as they all think I am.

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