Once, during a thunderstorm, the boys huddled in an old stone church, snacking on communion wafers and slurping grape juice. Whenever a boy spoke about the storm his words were drowned out by the humming of the others. No matter which words were spoken the boys’ hearts buzzed like honeybees.
Bob Thurber is the author of six books. Regarded as a master of Flash and Micro Fiction, his work has appeared in Esquire and other magazines, been anthologized 60 times, received a long list of awards, and been utilized in schools and colleges throughout the world. He resides in Massachusetts. Visit his website at BobThurber.net.
I was a bit puzzled. How was the humming audible?