The Night Wendel Shot Mike

The Night Wendel Shot Mike

Small towns are never what one expects them to be. They house normal people, like in the city. There, people have dreams and projects in various stages of development, uninhibited by option availability. Small town people dig deep.

On September 5th, in a town so small it need not be named, Wendel, a grocer, killed his dog, Mike.

Mike had been his best friend. Wendel had gotten special authorization to bring Mike to university with him: he'd helped him learn.

Growing up, Wendel had had a younger brother named Mike. Mike had been gay, obvious even in childhood. Wendel named his puppy Mike to remember his brother.

The night Wendel shot Mike, the moon shone onto the yard.

It took Wendel an hour to dig the hole.