JAMES B. MCLAUGHLIN
Copyright 2008 by James B. McLaughlin
Cover image courtesy of Benkrut & Dreamstime.com
Cover by Joleene Naylor
The Leveler sat alone; in the grimy kitchen of the dilapidated house he rented for peanuts in the middle of nowhere. He occasionally shifted his attention from the Kansas City Star spread out on the battered and greasy kitchen table before him, to the screen of the thirteen inch black and white television he’d picked up at a garage sale for ten bucks. The television received an acceptable picture, provided he moved the rabbit ears just so, but only if he kept a flag of tin foil on the tip of each antenna. Like everything else television didn’t really matter that much to him anymore. He only watched the local news to listen for evening updates to the stories printed in the morning newspaper.