I was just phoning it in—you know, like I was on automatic—when I realized, Maybe I’m on the wrong planet? Of course, happiness depends on your longitude as well as your latitude, but isn’t that always the way? Ever since I finished my treatment, I’ve been rehearsing my mind-reading skills and listening to the fumes as often as I can. After all, why lower your standards? In fact, whenever I carry my cross bow, I don’t like to mess around. Not since the incident in the checkout line at that big box store. At least, I gave everybody a warning. Well, almost everybody.
Appears in the Winter/Spring 2025 issue of Nixes Mate
