Why in the world should Ben have all the experimental fun?! Here’s something I wrote off impulse, enjoy.
I staggered to my feet and stared at the man staring at me. He stared back. The man looked much younger than I. He couldn’t have been over 30. He was the first to break the silence:
“Hello…” he said tentatively.
“Hello,” I said tentatively back.
“Fine day, isn’t it,” he said.
“Yes, and uh, could you remind me what day it is?” “Don’t know, I’ve lost track over the past several days, but I imagine it’s Wednesday, uh, er, I mean Stratyi Gath.” Continue reading