zazzy
"We gotta find someone to shift this" said Barry. "We can't do it ourselves. Who would even have time to distribute all this themselves? What were you thinking?!"
Andy shifted uncomfortably. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about that, it's just that...well, actually he hadn't thought about that. Shit.
it was just the one time. just the one time. but it happens again and again in my head, a moment stretched forever in the prison of my thoughts. slowly, i drown in the repeating layers.
The tern sat on its branch high above the fallen nest, keening and crying. Each of the eggs were cracked, yolk oozing onto the grass, ants already beginning to crawl over the ruins.
Mary ran her fingers along the rough wood of the frame. "when are you going to finish this, Henry?" she asked. The wood was soft and yielded beneath her fingers.
twenty cents. that was all he had in his pocket. he was the mayor for god's sake. Couldn't this woman see that? he could just bring her money tomorrow, or send one of his boys down later. they'd bring her the damn money.
The woman just looked at him sadly and shook her head.