While I was out in the quad with friends, belly full of Seacoast lobsters, teaching little girls hula-hoop tricks, and warding off my best friend’s dog from chasing down a skateboarder, the folks at American Short Fiction were working on “Marchers,” an insider’s view on the politics (and gossip) of high school marching bands and Shad Queens; the editors at Microfiction Monday went live with my short-short story, “Orderly.” Thanks to both publications (and my friends!) for a great day!