From Issue 10: Split Second

Split Second Cindy Matthews It was Nancy’s idea to use her dead grandfather’s wooden toboggan. Her parents kept it at the back of their shed with the abandoned roller skates, corroded rakes, and skis someone had received one Christmas. I never owned a real toboggan. I’d asked for one the previous birthday but received a used guitar instead. One time my mom brought home a flying saucer from the Nearly New Store. I used it most of a winter until it got a crack. After listening all day at school to Nancy brag about her dead grandfather’s precious sled, I…

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