Story by Dan Domench

Sitting in canvas chairs on his back deck, watching a sliver of ocean spark between dark pines, my friend says, I got a call from a woman I directed in a play twenty years ago, she congratulates me on the screenplay sale. I say, we’ll see, being friendly, but thinking, how’d you get this number? She says, but you got the check and laughs like we’re in this together. She says, I got something for you that’ll blow your mind.

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