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For today’s Story of the Day, I wanted something both short and persistent. “Flying Foxes” is just that, and I hope you enjoy it. Reread it over the weekend, too. Let it marinate:

“When I was ten, I had an imaginary sister named Lulu who only appeared when I was sitting in the back seat of my parents’ Toyota. I’d peer out the window and watch as she ran alongside the car. She always wore the same thing: a torn white pirate shirt, dirty cropped cargo pants, and no shoes. Her hair flew behind her, sometimes red, sometimes blonde. It was never the jet black that my father and I shared. She didn’t look like any other girl I knew, but, then, neither did I. She was just Lulu, and she always ran.”

(Another kick-ass story from Lefante appeared in the Spring 2008 issue of Third Coast. Win.)