

Junie's Recital
“It should be over by now,” Joel said, his phone pressed to his ear. Passing through the large wooden auditorium doors, he looked up to see faces shaded in darkness, that turned to see his entrance. They were not happy. As if in opposition, his face glowed with a pallor white as he looked around the packed space searching for his wife, phone stuck to his cheek. “Okay, I have to go, I’m at the recital now.” His eyes quickly raked across the rows of seats as he moved, his back