Beyond the Pale Motel
“It was the first time I understood the word. A pall over everything. They were all standing around—Rick and Todd and even Big Bob, who never stops moving, who never just stands there. They were speaking quietly and the music was playing as usual, but very, very softly so you could hardly hear. Some stupid pop ditty, the kind you can’t get out of your head; you might even wake in the middle of the night singing it in your sleep. Something about how someone doesn’t understand how shining and spec...ial you are, and that you are going to go dance in a club and wave your hands in the air and have a “drank” and show everyone the truth! I was thinking that I liked nineties music so much more. And then I saw Scott’s photo on the counter.
It didn’t make sense. I like Scott’s face. I just looked at it, in the photo, smiling.
The quiet seemed to get quieter. A vein twitched in Bob’s neck. Rick stepped closer. I didn’t want to hear what he was going to tell me.
“What?” I said anyway.MoreLess
It didn’t make sense. I like Scott’s face. I just looked at it, in the photo, smiling.
The quiet seemed to get quieter. A vein twitched in Bob’s neck. Rick stepped closer. I didn’t want to hear what he was going to tell me.
“What?” I said anyway.MoreLess
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