Fiction

Flying Saucers and Sad Songs

The Quarantine Diaries, Part Three

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This is part of a series of short stories. To read them all, head here.

When the virus put the city into lockdown, I got hit in the back of the head by a flying CD case. I don’t know where it came from, but it hurt. I suppose I could have been more careful, but who expects a CD to come…