Timothy O’Leary

Stories by Timothy O’Leary

Midnight Elvis

Illustrated by Alberto Pessoa

During the day my father had the appetite of an elderly woman. A single poached egg and a bit of dry toast for breakfast. Lunch, a sliced tomato with a dollop of tuna fish. Later, a monk’s dinner, boiled chicken and stringy broccoli spears. But Pop’s diet belied his physique; he was rhino-shaped, five-foot-eight, sporting …