He could forgive the sins of everybody, especially President Nixon.

“Ready?” she said, and picked up her oversized purse and flung it over the shoulder, one fluid, easy motion, with nothing getting in the way of her cigarette, her lit Tareyton 100. She turned off President Nixon on the TV. Walter covered the canary’s cage and waved goodbye to Pumpkin.

THIS IS THURSDAY BY MARK ZIPOLI 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 51

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