Flash Fiction: Lucile Barker

Forgotten History       The day that Expo 67 opened, my mother and my boy friend had a rip roaring fight. It was the summer I was going to be twenty and the country was a hundred years old. That was how old I felt as she shoved Teddy out the door. “And don’t come back!” she […]

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