In
Fiction by
A. P. Howell /
July 31, 2020Eileen stared at the dialog box. Such a little thing standing between her and an irrevocable act of destruction. Did she want to delete records, massive quantities of records painstakingly maintained by herself and the archivists who had preceded her? “OK” and “Cancel” didn’t seem like adequate choices. This was an essay question, not true […]