2009

The cashier looked up from the counter with his zombie eyes.

"There's no price tag on this shirt," he said flatly.

Steve inhaled deeply, and then let a sigh escape from his lips. "I know," he replied, "that's what I've been trying to tell you. I found it over on that rack," he gestured, "with those other shirts. Now, I really like this particular shirt and I don't really care if it is on sale or not. I just want to buy it."

The cashier held his scanning gun and stared at his register screen as if an answer would spontaneously appear.

Well, Armenian men sang well. Until then Irina had heard only Georgian men sing. The famous Georgian ensembles of singers and dancers have often toured all around the country and performed on radio or TV. But Armenian men sang so well. How many men were singing? Many. And they were from one family, the family with an old traditional Armenian last name, Sarkisian, which, possibly, they got at the beginning of Christianity from the name of Santa Sarkis. Among them were five brothers. But Irina could not tell one from another. It seemed, they had one face;

Just keep doing what you're doing. God thinks it's a hoot.

From: God <god123091@Gmail.com>
To: Recipient List: Heavenly Staff
RE: Weekly update

To all this may concern:
Peace be with you, everyone. I want to start by letting you know that I will be working from home for an indefinite period of time. Don’t worry, everything is fine (no need for your special soup, John…please don’t send over that soup!), but if you need something, the best way to contact me is via e-mail.