Maybe They Were in Her Purse
Posted by: Keir Graff
This morning I saw a graffito on the mailbox by my bus stop that read: ENDER.
Must be an Orson Scott Card fan, I said to myself.
Then I got on the bus. Across from me, a woman was reading Ender’s Shadow.
I probably stared at her too long, but I still couldn’t tell if she was carrying markers.
