WEDNESDAY CLASSIC: "The Zero Meter Diving Team" by Jim Shepard in Bomb
So there was a murderousness to our play. We went on rampages around the dacha, chopping at each other with sticks and clearing swaths in the lilacs and wildflowers in mock battles. And our father would thrash us. He used an ash switch. Four strokes for me, then three for Mikhail, and I was expected to apply the fourth. Read story here.