9:10pm

9:10 pm

“Did you see the house?”

“I don’t know what I saw. It was dark.”

“Well. You’ll see it soon enough, I suppose.”

“I get the feeling I don’t want to see it.”

“You don’t.”

“I also get the feeling you don’t want to see it.”

“A life like mine takes away whatever line there ever was between wanting to not see something and trying not to think about something. Might as well swim faster to dry off. I’ll see it whether I want to or not. You have a choice.”

“Choice left the party a long time ago. Right about the time we met. Where is Tina?”

The man studied him. “You’re scared.”

“Throw a rock in the air. You’ll hit someone who is scared. Fear doesn’t make me any different than anyone else.”

“Maybe not. But what does make you different is: out of all the fears people carry with them, none of theirs are of rocks thrown by me.”

“Yeah, well they haven’t seen your rocks.”

The man smiled. “As you say.”