Max Ross, “Nobody Remains in the Garden” “No, it wasn’t raining yet. But the clouds were coming in, and Mark Ross, convinced that rainfall contributed to his baldness (he’d read about this in one of the three newspapers he subscribed to), popped open his umbrella. As they walked around the lake, his and his wife’s shoulders touched beneath its dark green canopy, which fluttered slightly, like a wing, in the pre-drizzle breeze. There wasn’t much hair left to protect—a sparse brown-gray … [Read more...] about ISSUE 64 – The Novella Issue