Jerry Pociask's title "Hidden Lives Anthology" came in at number 6 in the Best Indie Books Title of 2017.
Synopsis:
Three different stories exploring the possibilities, the foibles, the secrets, the loves and the lives of persons hidden through an obscurity shared by so many.
Excerpt:
Hidden Lives Anthology
"When the Streetlights Went On" There I stood, pumping a dimpled old leather ball searching for an open player. "Son of a bitch!" I thought. The one kid I didn't assign a piece of debris to was running for his life and was fucking open! NOBODY ever paid attention to the last kid picked, and yet there he stood, alone and in the open. With one last check, it was clear I had no choice. I pumped the football one more time and the lights went on. Eerily, Joe stood in a circle of light, alone and in the clear. Reaching behind me to gather momentum I threw the football as hard as I could."
"End of Life" "The woman he danced with over sixty years ago was the same woman he danced with today. Nothing changed; she was the same Suze from the Grande. He was grateful he never let her go. She took him by the hand resting her left hand on his strong right shoulder, “stepping” into their dance. Wisps of hair tickled his nose. Chanel No. 5 seduced his senses."
"Three Days of Darkness" "One can never prepare for what may happen when they are cold, alone and in total darkness. Complete isolation is identical to a prison’s solitary confinement. Powerless in the dark, dissimilar sounds play games with previous certainties of the mind. You hold your hand in front of your face, betting it’s actually getting light outside, then slump further into depression when you admit to yourself it’s not. Cold can be insidious. It takes you very slowly."