Mr. Mulligan by Michael Alenyikov

My translation of Mr Mulligan, a beautiful story by Michael Alenyikov.

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Mr. Mulligan

by Michael Alenyikov

They hung Mr. Mulligan by his shirt collar in the clothes closet. They could do this because Mr. Mulligan was short–five feet two inches tall–and because he was meek. Even the girls joined in. It was like a lynching. They hung him at the end of the school day, which meant it would be a long time before anyone could find him. Our classroom was on the top floor in the rear, and the school janitors began the after school clean up on the first floor, in the front.

I don’t know if they knew this precisely, those twenty or so boys and girls. And it wasn’t as though there was even a ring leader. I stood back and watched. I didn’t call for help, so it wasn’t as if I were innocent. Mr. Mulligan whimpered as they hung him–some of the boys were already…

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