Noah and Margo
A short story about the first quarantine.
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. It was in the days in the early morning of time. Kids didn’t listen to their parents and generally stayed out with the family horse well past curfew.
In the evenings, after the hummingbird races in heaven, God would look down at the earth and start to get a headache. People were picking too…