SHORT STORY: Memory Care by Susan Kleinman,
from The Jewish Literary Journal
“Someday…” Frank Sinatra’s voice greets Ernie as he pushes open the heavy glass door, “when I’m awfully low…”
Ernie can’t remember a single day, lately, that he hasn’t been low. At the law firm, where they passed him over for partner years ago, he’s stuck handling nuisance suits and go-nowhere cases. His daughter never calls or even texts him from college. And his wife? More and more, these days, she looks at him the way she looks at the faux-marble painting she’d gotten not-quite-right in the hall bathroom – a fixer-upper project gone awry.
You know things are bad, he thinks, as he crosses the plush carpeted lobby, when the highlight of your week is visiting your mother in the nursing home.
, for used book-buyers at least.