Fiction | September 28, 2020
If You’re So Smart
Tim Loc
The first setback came when the art store on Fairfax shuttered. Mr. Hashemi, who played Dizzy Gillespie records during store hours, wandered the aisles on the final days of the business, sighing and wiping his hand across his balding crown. “This is a small thing to you,” he said to Simon. “But I was here the first day. Some things you don’t forget.”
“I’ll miss this place,” said Simon.
“You’re too young to be sentimental.”
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