Your face looks the same as when last I saw you—your hair as white as ever. You smile at me as your dear friend introduces us. “Good to...

"Missed." I swing around holding the pink fly swatter out like a machete, looking around the small kitchen, trying to spot the last fly...

“Do you think I learned overnight? Skill takes practice. I wasn’t any good when I first started either.” Asa’s shoulders slumped. “Yeah,...