The Center Does Not Hold – Fred Skolnik

It started when the toilet fan went. I got it going again by pulling it out of the wall and oiling it up but after a few days it gave out again and I figured that was that and just started using the other toilet. Then one of the sinks got stopped up and I tried unclogging it with a plunger but all I got was the water trickling down the drain which I could live with because sooner or later the sink would empty out. The next thing to go was the washing machine so I started doing my laundry at the laundromat.

I’d always been pretty good about maintaining the house but it gets to a point where things start to overwhelm you and you’re too tired to make the effort to keep it up. Things just take their inevitable course. I stopped mowing and watering the lawn and naturally it died after a time and things started coming up wild and the plants in the house died too and I left the burnt-out bulbs in their sockets so the house was pretty dark. It was amazing how everything added up and pretty soon there were dozens of things to fix and I knew it had gotten to a critical point where I couldn’t catch up anymore. I stayed in bed most of the time and then I felt my body burning and a sharp pain in my chest and though the phone was right beside the bed I couldn’t bring myself to use it.

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Fred Skolnik was born in New York and lives in Israel. His stories have been published or are forthcoming in TriQuarterly, The MacGuffin, Minnetonka Review (Pushcart nomination), Los Angeles Review, Prism Review, Gargoyle, Literary House Review, Underground Voices, Lunch Hour Stories, 34th Parallel, River Poets Journal, Third Wednesday, Sonar4, Skive, Neon, and Johnny America, and he has completed a long novel about Israel. His novella “Like Soldiers Everywhere” has been published as an ebook by Cantarabooks.