A Russian kid in Kansas (Chapter 1)

I don’t think long stories fly well on Medium, but who cares! Besides, I didn’t write this specifically for Medium. Some years ago I drafted a book about my various international travels and experiences but never finished it. Maybe one day! This is the opening chapter.

1993

“I want to talk to you about something,” my father said, his boots crunching in the dirty snow. We were walking our bull terrier in the Moose Island forest. These long weekend hikes in the forest near our home had become a chore, boring the hell out of me. On that…