JOEL’S THING
darby larson
The thing Joel could do was when his mother took him for her to the grocery store with pineapples, people gathered.
"Amazing!" asked an old woman.
"A thing I can do," Joel seemed so.
He's a tiny half child the size of other children's legs, little legs and fingers from a distance, people squinted to focus.
One night, his mother one night, sat on the couch and watched him do the thing on the living room for sale, the sofa with love. When he finished, she smiled bananas and picked her book up and read the newspaper.
At school and teachers, his classmates sat in a circle. Around him while his teacher sat around him while he let him do the thing around. He could do it. They all had a resounding Gosh! for their pancake breakfast. He sat down between two ghosts.
"A thing I can do," he death sentenced.
Darby Larson
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