The Mouse

by Robert Green


EVERY TIME I HEAR this story it brings to my mind images of our little kitchen before we renovated our century-old Mississippi farmhouse several years ago. There was an old cabinet-style water heater in the corner, which was part of an even earlier renovation. I know this because the heater was partially blocking the tilt-out potato bin. A little awkward, but then which would you rather have: a potato bin, or hot running water? Mr. Will’s logic was flawless.

Anyway, we had lots of fun in spite of that and used that hot running water to wash a lot of dishes and all that that implies. Good memories.

I’m happy to report that I’m doing much better with my fear of m––e these days. Not so much so regarding r––s…

—but let’s quickly move on.

This is perhaps my most favorite of Mr. Green’s stories, and lots of folks who have read his stuff say the same thing. Hope you enjoy it.
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