Lost in Thought (A Short Story)

James stared out the car window, drawing shapes on the condensation collecting inside. “Doin’ okay there, sport?” His father, in the driver’s seat next to him, asked. He liked to call James “sport” or “pal.” Even “kiddo.” It didn’t matter that James was twenty-seven and had lived alone for the better part of ten years. “Yeah, Dad. Doing okay.” James said, somewhere between sarcasm and … Continue reading Lost in Thought (A Short Story)