Thorn

“Are you sure of what you are saying?” Moses asked me for the umpteenth time since he walked into my living room and I told him what I saw last night.

I rarely worried about anything, but what I saw last night kept me up at night, and as early possible this morning, I called Moses, and as usual, he came.

“I am not lying or making this up, Moses!” I told him in exasperation. “And why do you keep asking me this as though I don’t know what I am talking about?” I asked him ...