The Lost

“This store like one of those charm bracelets,” she said, “only the chain is broken.” “Uh huh.” He was inspecting a framed set of trout flies, each with itsĀ  name neatly inked below it. Yellow Stone Fly. Beetle Bug Fly. She plucked a photograph from a basket markedĀ 2 for 50 cent. A man and a […]