Dead Weight by Harold Stallworth 1. Barkley is either too old or too fat to climb up the stairs to our second-floor condo. Sadly, the promise of leftover beef and broccoli is no longer enough to lure him up the stairs after his morning walk. To be fair, the stairs are especially tall and steep, and there are few things that I dread more than scaling them after a long day of work.
Drone Drone Drone by Harold Stallworth Pete spends most of his time in the garage. He solders wires, welds propeller blades, and salvages parts from different junkyards across the city. For weeks he toils, hunched over his father’s workbench, working toward an optimal design.