I feel compelled to add a footnote to this section.

This is a story I had written when I was eighteen in a creative writing course in Montana. Embittered with the way things had gone – or disillusioned, take your pick, I put it aside to gather dust in my closet, where it was since lost.. However, the story remained in my mind for many years.. Now I am writing it again. I recognize similarities to stories that have since been produced. The similarities are unintentional.

However, I feel compelled to stay true to the original story.. So there… :)