Car Troubles and the Little Village I Live In

The other day, I happened to look out the window of my top-floor apartment and see that the gentleman living below me was fussing under the hood of his car, which was popped up and exposed to the humid August air. I immediately surmised that there were some mechanical problems with the vehicle, as he¬†was…

The Mousetrap

It was late in the night when I heard the distinctive ‘snap’ from the kitchen. I had been debating, until I heard that sound, whether I should just get up and throw the infernal device into the garbage. It would have been so easy to get rid of. But now the thing was done. Baiting…