Some classes just want to happen, and my Short Story Class at Hubbard Hall is one of those. The group was limited to eight, one e-mailed me that she was having a panic attack about the class so we agreed she might want to wait a bit before taking a class with me. Everybody had an idea, the chemistry between the group just clicked right away, it is a gift to be able to teach a class like this, the next Three Saturday mornings will be fun. Red kept everybody loose, he is a shameless flirt.