The Haunting Memory of the Beautiful Boy Who Lived at the Motel
I still look for him every day.
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9 min readMay 3, 2024
The boy is panting, his jacket flung wide open. He does not wear a hat or gloves, but I wear both. He’d burst free from an in-progress Cops and Robbers game in the park. This park is across from the old motel, a tired white building perched on a prime real estate block near the beach. It looks like a…