Prose

December 6th

A Short Story for the Feast of St Nicholas

Salado, TX | 35mm film photo by author

When the wind starts to bluster from the north, hollering its way down the avenues and snatching all the leaves off the trees, I know it’s time to park my cab and start my annual march. I put on my hat, button up my coat, stick a couple bells on my wheelie bag all lined with a burlap sack, and get walking. I’ve been doing this for enough years now for people to…

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