Rite Of Passage

The following short piece recently appeared on the blog known as “The Drabble”. I highly recommend this site because it provides an opportunity  for writers to gain exposure for their work.

Rite of Passage

By Moshe Kessler

The group of boys scrambled up the hill. None of them could have been more than ten years old. As they crossed over a section of shale, pebbles broke off and tumbled loudly below. They reached a small clearing surrounded by shrubs and trees. The oldest boy stopped before a large bush; and stooping pulled out a battered coffee can. As the other boys gathered round, he drew out a pack of cigarettes and passed them out. As they lit up and curls of blue grey smoke rose, they suddenly felt much older.


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