A Few Words for the Dead
A Few Words for the Dead
“All black. Jagged lines and shadow. A searing glimpse of white poking through, tiny pinpricks of light.
My belly felt cold and, when I tried to sit up, I found it impossible.
Slowly, I touched my stomach and felt the wet blood from the stomach wound. Touching it was remote and confusing, as if it couldn’t possibly be me that was lying on his back in the snow, dying by degrees. It was, of course. A part of me knew that, but the rest of me couldn’t countenance it. It couldn’t accept that ...all this would finish with Lucas running away and me a freezing corpse beneath East Berlin trees.
Had Lucas run? I tried to look but I could barely move. The most I could manage was to turn my head a few degrees to either side. One way, there lay Jan, his young face a dumb model of vacancy, spittle on his lips and nothing behind the eyes. Looking the other way, I saw Kurt, sitting on his bench drinking from a bottle of vodka. I wished he’d share.MoreLess
My belly felt cold and, when I tried to sit up, I found it impossible.
Slowly, I touched my stomach and felt the wet blood from the stomach wound. Touching it was remote and confusing, as if it couldn’t possibly be me that was lying on his back in the snow, dying by degrees. It was, of course. A part of me knew that, but the rest of me couldn’t countenance it. It couldn’t accept that ...all this would finish with Lucas running away and me a freezing corpse beneath East Berlin trees.
Had Lucas run? I tried to look but I could barely move. The most I could manage was to turn my head a few degrees to either side. One way, there lay Jan, his young face a dumb model of vacancy, spittle on his lips and nothing behind the eyes. Looking the other way, I saw Kurt, sitting on his bench drinking from a bottle of vodka. I wished he’d share.MoreLess
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