“What was lost in the waning light” appears in Atticus Review

My story “What was lost in the waning light” is now live at Atticus Review.

“Dusk enters the harbor like an uninvited party guest, sharply dressed but sinisterly unshaven, flashing smiles at windows glazed orange by the setting sun so that someone looking up the hillside from shore – retirees, let’s say, dragging a pair of corgis along the pier, or hard-boiled lonesome men dangling fishing poles, or kids clutching ice-cream cones on the verge of collapse – might mistakenly think in the fractional moment before their brains catch up to their senses that a hundred rectangular fires are smoldering among the firs.” Continue here.