“The final dying sounds…

of their dress rehearsal left the Laurel Players with nothing to do but stand there, silent and helpless, blinking out over the footlights of an empty auditorium.”

(first line from Richard Yates’ Revolutionary Road)

Okay, I’ve got a reading to be to soon, so I don’t have much time to comment on today’s story. I will say I wanted to do an exercise in having a character do a task while thinking about something. It’s a literary trick called Juggling by some.

It’s realism, nothing fancy. Hope you enjoy it!

April 26 — The Right Kind of Onions

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