This is not Monday, but — Monday was the first day the bookstore was open for customers. It was a partial opening, and will remain so for a while; while we’re allowed to open, the list of conditions for safe opening require a lot of social distancing, sterilizing of things people touch, and face masks. And people :). Our store is not physically large, so at the moment we’re taking appointments in 30 minute blocks, for a max of 3 people in the store. Also: hand sanitizer is used on entry to the store, and face masks are necessary.
Having said all that, it was nice to see people in the store again :)
I was hot and surprisingly tired and came home and fell over, so I missed Monday.
So, today’s not-Monday short story is When a Child Cries. It was written at the request of Richard Gilliam, someone I knew only through GEnie. And it was still short.