a series of short clips of nonfiction.

September 16, 2009

Conversation

The screen blurred. My eyes watered.

"What do you think, Bill?"

He stared at me for a moment.

"Well, what do you think?"

He continued to stare. This time he licked his lips.

"Well?"

He stood up.

"Meow."

He sat back down.

"Yeah, that's what I figured."

I realized it was time for bed.

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