A Short Story

On latchkey kids and 70s porn

I was a feral child, latchkey at age 6. My mom hired an old lady named Ruth to come sit with me so that her 7-year-old wouldn’t be home alone. I had her fired. She was messing with my schedule — Woody Woodpecker followed by back-to-back shows of the Monkees. I have always needed some alone time to recharge. We lived in an apartment complex. This was nov…