Responsibility American Style
Take II

M. Stanley Bubien

The day I discovered the dark things in my heart, I knew exactly what to do, the solution near as a Princess telephone.

Cradling the receiver, my breath beaded upon the mouthpiece like perspiration.

"Hello," a familiar voice answered.

I hesitated.

"Hello?"

"Mom," I sighed. "I never..." Pausing and deliberately inhaling, my statement came sotto voce. "I'm never speaking to you or Dad again."

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September, 1998 Issue #29

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