By Paul Beckman
I misplaced my keys again, Annie. Have you seen them?
Not in a while, William, Not in quite a while.
I checked to see if I left them in the car and the car’s missing. Did we lend it out?
No, William. You sold the car.
A little while ago.
Two plus years.
You’d think I’d remember something so important as selling my car.
I’d think what?
You think you should wash up for dinner?
I do and let’s take a walk or go for a ride afterwards.
I’d prefer a walk.
Okay, me too.
Paul Beckman’s stories have appeared in Connotation Press, Spelk, Raleigh Review, among many others. His new collection, KissKiss, is due out March 18th