Sincerest thanks to Janet and Julia. I won’t say that I couldn’t do it without you, but it would certainly be a more painful and inelegant process.
Thank you also to my editor Judith David — and to Andrea and Susan for the evil, er, eagle eye.
The story “Perfect Day” was loosely inspired by the essay “The Sting” by Susan Choi.
“About last night,” I began awkwardly.
Graham handed me the red plastic coffee cup. Steam rose from the fragrant liquid.
“Yeah,” he said. No particular inflection, but I knew my worst fears were confirmed.
I sipped the hot coffee and stared past the blue tent at the meadow’s edge, at the fields of goldenrod that in the early morning mist looked like a distant golden lake.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.