Beginning of another weekend. Day started off well and ended well. Wrote a bit in the early morning, called my father to offer well-wishes on his eighty-eighth birthday, then opened my email to find an acceptance slip.

The story that was picked up, “Cat and Mouse,” was included in my collection, Outskirts of Nowhere. It’s now found a home in a future issue of Crossborder Journal, a joint publication of Leapfrog Press and Guernica Editions, a Canadian press.

The acceptance was a nice little surprise. Hope the story reads that way, too. Would anyone mind if I dedicated it to my dad? Happy birthday, Pop. This one’s for you.