The Key

Drab, brown woolen coat. A man's overcoat. My size. Discarded. Forgotten. Suspended on a wire hanger. A light sprinkling of dust on the shoulders. I open the coat, running my fingers over the satin lining and luxuriating in the pure pleasure of touch. I come to a bump. Not a bump exactly. Elongated. Metallic. It … Continue reading The Key