The Old Man
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 128 views | 0 comments
(As a note, the old man is the normal speech while the man who enters has the - before his words.) An old man rests in bed, his hand upon his chest, feeling every heart beat. A cold chill as someone enters. 'So it is time to go then?' -'In a moment.' 'How long?' -'Soon.' 'Is everything set? -'Everything is ready.' The old man slowly nods. 'Good... good...' -'You are not ready?' 'I don't think I ever will be.' -'Do not worry, everything will be fine.' 'Is... is she...?' -'She is waiting for you.' 'I see... I won't keep her waiting then...' -'There is no rush. She has waited this long...' 'No... I've done all I can...' The old man stood from his bed, his hand, still on his chest, silent. He lowered his hand at his side. Content. 'I think... I think I just want to see her now.' -'Now, and forever.' The old man slowly turned, and gazed upon the lifeless man on the bed with his hand on his chest. 'Yes... I think I'd like that.' -'Then shall we?' 'Gladly.'
No comments yet. Be first!