Page 97 - Litterateur March 2021

Office of the Editor

Editor in front of the computer.

All other chairs are vacant.

The phone bell rings

Editor picks up the phone.

Voice: Hello, which fool has picked up this

phone?

Editor: Editor

Voice: Oh... Thanks... Thanks. At last you
picked the phone. I’m worrying if you

accidentally got sick with the COVID-19 virus...

And died... I don’t care about the fate of my

story... but I am worried that you are alive or
not... if you do not publish my story within a

week, then I will consider you dead from owls -

19 and I will light a candle in memory of you...

Editor: I understand your impatience. But I

already posted on our official website about
the demise of our managing editor, also my

father, the reason for delay in bringing out the

magazine.