Secrets
By
RD Larson
© 2005 RD Larson

People are out to hurt me. The strangers want to take away my rights. Their faces change all the time. Sometimes it?s a woman in the government or a person in a pastel or white jacket. Sometimes it?s someone I?ve just met. They have convinced my children that I am unable to function. If I could talk, I know I could get my children to understand. I?ve tried to talk to them. I can?t talk because my throat is sore. Some doctor gave me medicine when I got to the hospital. After that, after the tubes and shots, I couldn?t talk anymore. Why are they treating me this way? I don?t know any secrets anymore. I would not tell if I did. I don?t care. I just want to live out my life in peace until I die naturally. I can?t hurt anyone or cause harm. I keep trying to tell them I can take care of myself but they don?t understand my language any more I know what they?re telling me. It doesn?t make sense for them to act as if I can?t hear them. They keep saying repeatedly, ?The stroke, the stroke.?
 

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conscious thought
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Nina always walked home from the bus stop. Even after dark. What was the use of being afraid? She couldn't afford a car. If she got robbed, the jerk wouldn't get much. She didn't even have a credit card and never had more than a few dollars. She dragged herself past the apartments and condos. Lots of customers today. All day. Her feet hurt and the new Nike's weren't as comfortable as her old ones.

I think I'll heat up some chili, when I get home, she thought. Crackers and chili. Good for a cold night.

A tingle at her hairline made her look up.

Bang! A big chunk of gray stuff hit a parked car. Some of it careened off and hit her leg. Nina dropped to the ground screaming in pain. She felt darkness closing on her lucid thoughts.

Seconds later a siren blared as it turned the corner. Two officers jumped out,

"Look at that," one of them said.

"Ruined that Ford," the second one said. "Hey, it's ice."

"From that building?"

"Maybe an airplane. Hey, that woman's hurt. Over there."

Nina's last conscious thought as she passed out, slowly scrolled across her mind, airplane piss. I'll sue 'em. Never have to work again.

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Bottomless Breath
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'Were you in the neighborhood at the time of the crime?"

'Yeah, I was at my house. Over there.'He pointed, and then went on, "We all heard the screaming."

For a kid he looked old. I hardly believed he was only ten. I wrote his house number down.

I glanced at my partner. Leaning against the patrol car, Todd waved a hand at me, still on the phone to the squad commander. The other kid was in the car, crying. "So who all lived there?"

"A guy, his girlfriend and all their kids, including Abby." The kid blinked for a moment. "She came out and hung with me, you know. when she wasn't watching the little kids."

"So she?s the oldest?" I asked.

"Yeah, the guy's her Dad. She moved here with him from Texas." The boy shook his head. "She liked kids, she told me so."

"Maybe just not babies, huh?" I sucked a bottomless breath into my stomach. I wanted to blame somebody, anybody. I pulled my feelings in hard. "She take care of the kids much?"

"All the time, that's why she couldn't go to school or anything." The boy's game face slipped and a scared child looked at me with tears in his eyes.

Through the open door, two rescue people carried a board. A small covered mound lay in the middle.

"She wouldn't shake the baby to make it die. She liked kids; she told me so." He broke down crying and mumbled, "Abby's only thirteen."



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More Lonely
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In the elevator he stood behind me, his body touching mine. Others crowded in, smells of alcohol, smoke and garlic sickened me. The sinking feeling as we went floor to floor. Finally the weight triggered the elevator not to stop at any more floors. We fell in a controlled whirr of machinery. I looked at my companions, my fellow space jockeys, riding down to Mother Earth from the top of the tower. I must see them every day. Yet, I recognized no face. None. No one spoke. Mostly likely, they are too tired or too afraid of being set upon by another person more lonely then they. Behind me, I felt his hand flickering at my crack. A butterfly butt flutter. Hardly sexual. I almost smiled. Just in time I swallowed the smile inside my mouth. My trousers were good wool. He?d have to have the fingers of a blind surgeon to arouse me with his touch. I laughed inside, that shaking, bubbling feeling. I never got mad at him. He was after all more than just my boss. He was my husband.

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Holy Hell
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RD Larson

© 2005 RD Larson

The wind blew off the patio cover. I watched it land in the back yard. It crushed the small garden we'd planted. The rabbit cage flew sideways and crashed against the fence. Tom -- his house is behind ours -- the tree there twisted and dropped a huge limb on their garage-turned-family room.
I looked at Kyle. He stood looking out, grinning like an idiot.
"What's so funny?"
"I didn't know the wind could blow like Holy Hell," he said.
"Well, you're from Southern California. Mudslide is your middle name."
"Nope, middle name is earthquake." He rolled his eyes and looked even more stupid.
"Tell me again why I married you?" Grinding my teeth, I folded my arms over my tee-shirt.
"Easy answer." He leered at me and opened another Bud Light. "I got you pregnant."

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Surprise

In elevator, stranger stares. Follows. Stops. Bathroom. Stranger still there.

"I know you, I know I know you."

"I don't think so." Turning I walk away. He follows.

"You're not listening to me." He's angry.

"I don't care."

"You have to care. I'm your son. The one you gave away twenty-two years ago."

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