The boy’s on my porch. Come to rob me, I know. I’m old, alone. The gun bucks in my hand. Blood spatters the newspapers in his fallen bag.
Fear, suspicion, tragedy: this story captures all these emotions.
Did not see that coming. A very powerful conclusion!
Vivid and compelling with a surprise at the end. Nicely done!
Most delivery boys lob the paper onto the porch from the curb. I imagine this boy delivering it by hand right to the door out of consideration for the elderly man—adding a further note of poignancy to the story.
What an insightful point of view! Well done, Madeline!
Whoa! and what devastation to follow exquisitely shocking
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