A Picture

Did you see him?

Yes, I saw him.

What did he say?

Nothing. He sat there in silence. Didn’t even look at me. Stared at the wall the whole time; a painting. Some barn on a farm. He just looked at it. Didn’t acknowledge me at all, Pete took a swig of beer. He can’t go on like this forever, he said. He can’t.

No, no. He mustn’t. What does Emma want to do?

What choices has she got? She made the right decision.

Yes, yes, yes. I see that. She could no longer watch him. It was killing her. The day in and the day out with it all. The mess he would make.

Oh I know. I know.

Will he ever come around again?

No. He’s done. Just sits there in silence. Looking at a picture. Not a word.

Damn.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s