Leslie visited her father on the anniversary of her mother’s death. The two survivors stood in front of the gravestone clutching flowers.
Leslie shifted. “Not that I’m complaining, but how come you and Mom never had a second child?”
“I’m sterile.”
“What?”
Her father nodded. “I loved your mother more than anything.”
Over five hundred of Stephen D. Rogers‘ stories and poems have been selected to appear in over two hundred publications. His website, www.stephendrogers.com, includes a list of new and upcoming titles as well as other timely information.
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