by Sonya Chung

We needed such a story. The romance, the sense of “close call,” i.e., what if he had never won any prize or come to anyone’s attention, but continued to labor in the dark – 40, 50, 60 years old — a melancholy retail clerk, making $30,000 a year, estranged from family, with two master’s degrees, living in suburban Florida. It could have happened. It does happen, all the time. Continue reading »