Lemons.  There are, on occasion, in a small glass bowl to the left side of the iced tea, lemons in our college cafeteria. That. That, my friend, is how you can tell that there are donors, or parents, or prospective students in town. The details, the small things—they really do count. Who knows, lemons really could be what convinces an all-state athlete, with a 4.0 … Continue reading Short Story Contest Winner—"Lemons", by Ian Atherton