Mikey and I visited Grandma in the city.
“Look in the apartment across the street,” said Mikey. “They’re not wearing any clothes.”
I tried to shut him up, but he continued: “What are they doing?”
“You little snoop,” growled Grandma.
She reached into the drawer and handed Mikey her binoculars.
Since he retired in 2009, Harry Demarest has published in Fiftyworstories.com, Festival Writer, Compassion and Choices, and Gold Man Review.