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Mike’s Day Off

A short story about a janitor.

Jessica Zeek Krebsbach
10 min readJan 8, 2020

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Tonight, like every night, is cold. The men huddle around the fire in jackets and jeans. Tight wool caps hug their heads.

Tall pines encircle them, as rigid and alert as totem poles, with bushy black branches that narrow into windows to reveal a thousand white stars. Behind them it is dark, but above them the sky is a gentle shade of dark blue.

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Jessica Zeek Krebsbach

I write about marriage, motherhood, existence, nature, and other invisible things. Visit me on Instagram.com/@jzkrebsbach. Read more on jzkrebsbach.com.