A Hare’s Tale (Fiction)

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A Hare’s Tale
D.R. Wallace

The hare ended his life under the paint shed at Steel America, Inc. The shed was on the backside of a building originally erected by United Warehouse. When land was worth something around here, they built tall warehouses of brick and glass. Thousands of windows walled whole floors, letting in an abstract light of antiquated difference. Jerry Halowell leased out the first floor in 1982 and started up Steel America. He was the company’s only boss and employee and was working 80-hour weeks to make a name in a trade of masters. He could not afford his first help but he could less afford t not have it. Slowly, the shop grew and men filled in the space that was far too vast for a one-pony show. When the hare came along, 11 men worked in the shop and one lady handled the office affairs. Continue reading A Hare’s Tale (Fiction)