Something Holy

by Glen Green

We had dinner in an Italian restaurant last night, and I was waiting for my 4-year-old outside the restroom door. There were a few coats hanging along the wall in the dimly lit passageway. A young girl of maybe 8 emerged from the ladies' room. As she passed through the hall, she kissed her hand and administered a kiss to each individual coat. The quickness of her delivery made me think that this behavior was routine for her. She became aware of my presence as she touched the last coat in the row, and I pretended not to have seen.


Glen Green is trying to begin. His writing has been published in the Lowel Pearl and The 6S Review, Issue 2.