The other spacemen didn’t let poor Spaceman Ned join in any spaceman games possibly because his oxygen level indicator glowed red.
Pastor Sciutto arrived at the wake dressed as a Ghostbuster, “I ain’t afraid of no ghosts!”
A Confederate flag fluttered on top of a dirty beat-up truck that was so old it was probably from the Civil War itself.
I sit beside the mailbox waiting for a reply that I am not sure will ever arrive.

