Hey folks, not Norm here. It's actually Jen. I know you don't know me. There are so many

gens that sometimes I don't even know which one I am but you

probably know one so just pretend I'm her we are Legion. So uh how's things

huh it's kind of crazy times lately.

I know that's probably not what you came to the sweet embrace of the Drouble cast to think about, though,

so we'll avoid all of this pesky reality business for just a little while. This week we've got for you a Drabble Classics episode featuring Maybe the Stars by author Samantha Henderson.

The Drabblecast archive is positively crawling with Samantha's work,

so if you like this story, hop on over to

Drabblecast.org to check out some of her other tales. In looking at

details for this show, I only just realize that Samantha also authored Route 9,

which is another favorite of mine.

It's creepy stuff, guys.

Truth time, I grew up sheltered, like real sheltered.

Like bars on the boarding school windows, no dancing because sex, obviously, and no

watching of the Simpsons because Bart used the word stupid kind of sheltered. It is an honest

to Cathaloo fact that I did not even see someone drink alcohol until I was 14.

Not sure if I could ever really say that I was an innocent kid, but man did my parents should try to make that the truth.

Only now as an adult have I realized that stories and poetry weren't just entertaining to me when I was little.

They served as a kind of emotional and situational education.

Books weren't scrutinized by my parents in the same way music or movies were,

so I could always slip in some questionable, their standards, not mine, content through that medium.

Another fun fact, we actually owned a copy of this actually sort of

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