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I’ve made no secret of my love for Simon Van Booy’s writing. This Story of the Day, one you should enjoy over the weekend, will stick with you. (Thanks to Cal Morgan and Fifty-Two Stories for this.)

Like SVB’s previous contribution to SoTD, this story appears in his collection, Love Begins in Winter; both it and his first, The Secret Lives of People in Love, are worth your time this summer.

“By the time Max had stopped crying, the priest pictured the place where he was supposed to be. He imagined the empty seat at the table. The untouched glass of water. The heavy sagging curtains and the smell of polish. The meeting would be well underway. He considered the idea that he was always where he was supposed to be, even when he wasn’t.”