A Short Story – In Honor of Endgame

I rolled over and smacked the snooze button, but the dinging pursued like a dog that needed to be scratched behind the ears. I peeked through one reluctant eyelid and saw the number 3 leading the time, blaring angrily at my tired face. Again. And again. Ding ding.This is getting old. I forced my way… Continue reading A Short Story – In Honor of Endgame