thewholecritter
"Have you no dignity sir?!"
"Well. I guess I do. Why?"
"Only a man with no dignity would walk around here naked as the day he was born!"
"Hey pal. This is a locker room."
"Well. You need to cover yourself then."
"In the name of dignity?"
"Yes! In the name of dignity!"
Merciful. I've never felt that I understood the meaning of the word until I saw the glint off the knife in that alley. I was on the other side of the coin now and I was praying for him to be merciful. Coward. That's what I thought in my head. But I moved forward anyway.
My dear Aunt Par. She was the most amazing woman I have ever known. We all wondered where she was going the day she walked out the door. Perhaps the backpack filled with her favorite possessions should have been a clue. Now we'll never know...