One could stay home

    

  There's something about the

  coincidence of encountering

  a good story on the eve of

  a national holiday (the as-

  pect of today where I live)

  that can catch one happily

  off guard. Suddenly, left-

  overs in the fridge will

  be perfectly OK, and head-

  lines learn their place. I

  didn't say, a good book,

  for that is an assertion

  vulnerable to alternative

  facts. I said a good story.

  Here's one, unless you're

  a buffalo. It's online, but

  I like the textures and the

  shadings of the page.