Deus Ex Machina
“Where’s my son?
“Where’s my son?
Everyone was getting bored and a little stir-crazy.
I climbed the back staircase of my grandparent’s old house.
“Hello.
Saturday mornings were never complete without the obligatory yard sale run.
Every day of the week he wears masks, trading one mask for another.
JOHN’S RUN John was in the zone.
“I have something to tell you”, said Dana quietly, barely audible.