Then Little Pete stood up. “We have to complete it.”
They sat in silence. The streetlight flickered—not broken, just indecisive. Artie, the strongest man in the world, was nowhere to be seen. Dad was inside, losing another argument with the garage door. Mom was polishing her collection of decorative thimbles. pete and pete complete
“The incomplete.”
“Now what?” Big Pete asked.
They walked to the abandoned miniature golf course behind the Quik-Stop. Hole 7—the windmill with one remaining blade. Little Pete climbed onto Big Pete’s shoulders and taped his radio to the axle. The song crackled. The blade turned once, twice. Then Little Pete stood up
Little Pete pulled a licorice twist from his pocket, snapped it in two, and handed half over. just indecisive. Artie