A short story about an obsessive teen’s encounter with Harry Lime at the Thanksgiving table

published in The Missouri Review’s online prose anthology, January 2023

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“When we were at Casablanca, we could still emerge from this world with a productive sacrifice, as heroes. There had not yet been a Holocaust. Now, The Third Man says that we can’t get what we want. Our heroes are dead; they weren’t even heroes to begin with. The Third Man predicted the message-board troll, the supposed friend who shows up in an AOL chat disguised as someone else. The Third Man knows you really don’t know who your friends are . . .”