Our fictions hold the ideas and dreams we know but don’t often say. The best ones give us an experience of something new yet known, resounding to our souls. I wonder how authors do it: describe an experience wholly or partly made up and have it resonate with the rest of us. There’s an alchemy there.

Here’s one such story. Read it and enjoy!

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Horse Graves Marty was a country singer, but Cynthia told people he helped renovate kitchens. It was true that he renovated more kitchens than he sang or wrote country songs, but that was only because everyone walks a long path to get somewhere far away. That didn’t mean he was a kitchen renovator. touchstoneskate.org