Parenting. Writing. Teaching. Geeking. Honorary grandson of the late @TheRealNimoy. I manage the Weekly Writing Exercise at G+’s Writers’ Discussion Group.
“I hate this place,” Aisha said. She squinted at her shin guards that were getting dusty.
Kohn raised his mug and took a long gulp of beer. Satisfied, he kept talking.
“Hello, father.” The speaker was tall, blonde. He had a penetrating gaze, as if it could pierce souls. Which it could.