Midnight Solitaire
“Slumped on a canvas swing that dangles from a chain on an old iron swing set, his feet are stretched out before him and he clutches a Styrofoam cup of coffee in both hands. He remains stationary, his head bowed, as if something on the ground before him has captured his attention. Occasionally, he raises the cup to his mouth and sips the coffee, but otherwise he is still, seemingly oblivious to the weather, huddled in a long dark raincoat, a black knit hat pulled down over his ears.Sometimes Luk...e Thompson goes to parks or playgrounds to think. Sometimes he goes for the sole purpose of watching children play. There is nothing profound about the former, nothing nefarious about the latter. He simply likes children. He has no children of his own but sometimes thinks if he did he could at least point to one positive accomplishment in what has otherwise been a useless life. He is a failure as a man and a husband—he knows that—and although he fantasizes about being a good father, he understands he’d more than likely fail at that as well.MoreLess
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