Tag: Hugh Sheehy

| By Hugh Sheehy

[ Issue Issue #7 ]

Rest Area

Around one he completed the walkthroughs and hung the clipboard on the screw threaded incompletely into the cinderblock wall. The snow was melting as it fell, sleeting out of the sky in globs that streaked slowly down the windows. No one had been in since the woman with the stumbling, half-awake boy who complained loudly …