Pylimitics

part 5 Roger drove home, parked the LTD in the street, moved his Prius, and pulled the LTD into the driveway. But he didn’t put it in the garage. He still felt uncomfortable about the garage, although he couldn’t quite say why. Regardless, he was starting to like the LTD, gas hog that it was.… Continue reading

part 4 Roger couldn’t think of anyone who’d want to prank him, particularly in this rather tasteless way. Sure, he’d sort of gone into a shell for a long time, but who would stage an intervention? He didn’t have any relatives he knew of, and no close friends who’d take an interest. And anyone who… Continue reading

part 3 Roger was suddenly sure that whoever was pranking him must be hidden nearby, maybe even filming him. He jerked upright and looked around. But no, how would anyone have known when he was going to open the garage? He hadn’t done that in years, and he’d just had the idea out of the… Continue reading

Part 2 Roger’s days had become unremembered fogs of simple chores (the house was at least clean and neat) and reading. Every month he ventured out less often, only when he ran out of something he couldn’t find a substitute for. He exchanged pleasantries with the supermarket clerks, and nodded in a friendly way to… Continue reading

Part 1 It was a comfortable house, if not modern or luxurious. They made do with air conditioning units precariously mounted in the windows during the hot humidity of New England summer, and the vintage oil burning furnace still managed to keep it livable in the winter. Roger wasn’t sure when the house had been… Continue reading