This is the first of a series of short-short stories that quickly became my favorites. They were ironic and dark and when we began to explore these writings as children, they seemed to be welcoming in the way that a page or two of reading seems to be much more inviting when one is Ten or Eleven years old.
Which leads to the next problem. I'm afraid that these other stories I remember have been lost. I don't think anymore of these "Little Voice" stories have survived the years. I've still got a little more exploring to do, but this may be the only "Little Voice" story still in existence.
TW.
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