For One Day: Short Story, Rough Draft
When this rough draft is no longer a rough draft, but a polished clean story, I plan to publish it in A Treasure Greater: A Collection of Short Stories, hopefully by July of this year.
This story is copyright by Jonathan Scott Griffin.
The smell of sour pickles, stale cotton candy, and hot dogs sizzling over a grill freely intermingle under the rainbow of neon lights. I should find this all enchanting. Instead, I find it’s giving me a headache. It’s also too loud. The sounds of the carnival games with balls slamming against glass and of…