Avi

This is one of those stories that evolved out of someone else's story. Years ago I had a friend who told me how, when he was a boy and lived on the coast of New Jersey during the 1930's, time when it was illegal to buy or sell liquor, there were many smugglers. My friend's grandma used to lock him up in her seaside house when the smugglers came. She did not want her grandson to be hurt. "Go write that story," my friend said. And so I did.