Lucky Charm....or Not?
A bit surprised, I was, by this story's ending. Pulled along, at first, by an almost whimsical and folk-lorish tale 'chuck' full of 'please sir can I have some more' Irish hardship. An off-ish collector of trinkets and such or, shall we say, found objects, like rolling heads of cabbage and a snake-like charm. A bit confused at first, I wondered if the narrator was delusional with a mad leprechaun harassing the narrator in his satchel bag at the get-go, then in his kitchen. A lovely neighbor steps in to help-a love interest of the green storyteller. Readers are carried away with what seemed to be a quaintish hawn. The, suddenly, an unexpected torso found in washington square park in the center of the academic area of New York City. A body. A found object. I'll let you read it.......