Fiction: "Driving" by Katherin Nolte
From American Short Stories
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From "Driving," by Katherin Nolte:
There were rumors. Suicide was whispered. Friends and acquaintances, old men and women, hard of hearing and bad-kneed themselves, wondered.
I did not wonder.
I found a table set for dinner, a load of towels, still wet, in the washing machine. The one I loved had started a letter:
I’m writing a letter to knock the cobwebs out of your mailbox! August has been an uneventful month. There was a terrible storm last week and we were without power one evening for four hours. We couldn’t even watch the evening news. Well
Here was a life that had been interrupted. No suicide, just death’s ever-vigilant net.
You can also read another short story that appears in 2009's Best American Short Stories collection (edited by Alice Sebold) on ASF's main Web site. Read it. It's good. BASS 2009? Eh. Way too many selections from the New Yorker for my tastes.