It was one of those gut-feelings, a finger that prodded Steve in the side telling him to remember the night before or face its accusing wag; as though everything that happened was solely his fault. Yet Steve wondered how much of it was, it had all started so long ago.
In ‘Hand Me Downs’ a man reconstructing what happened the night before leads him down a path extending further and further back, to meet the origin of ‘where things went wrong’. Kelly Creighton’s story is both gritty and emotionally apt, and continues the Long Story, Short tradition of tales of love lost–just in time for Valentine’s Day.
(The Long Story, Short Journal opens for submissions in March! More on this in next month’s post.)