Say It Louder I was straightening the pegboard display behind the register when I heard a crash of wire, a tumble of wrappers, and sighed. I told my boss the chip display was too close to the counter and someone would knock it over. A man’s voice said, “I’m so sorry.” I froze. I knew that voice. I’d dreamed of hearing it say those words for a long time, but not because Max fucking Benson … Continue reading Another Sunday – another story