Desi Maal
I look up."Benito?" Yes." What happened to the park?" Nothing happened to the park. Memorial Park is still where it has always been." Where am I?" What do you see?" I see a room with wood-panelled walls. And books, lots of books. I see drawings on the walls – children's drawings. I see you and me sitting on a leather couch. I see a desk in the corner with a computer and some photos in frames. I can't see the photos from here." That's good. That's what I see, too." I thought you were blind." That was your idea, not mine. The mind is an amazing thing. It fills in the blanks. It creates fictions to cover gaps in the reality that it sees. I couldn't see what you could see so your subconscious decided that I must be blind. A perfectly logical deduction but based on a flawed premise." I don't understand." You were lost. You've been stuck for a very long time. You were only seeing what your mind would allow you to see. You were living that one Thursday afternoon over and over again – stuck. The other man was dragging his body for cover with an injured leg when more shots were fired. He went flat and then his body jerked as bullets struck it repeatedly. I realized the shots came from across the street. I saw two men leave from that building and move carefully toward the two survivors. They began to close on the place where they had taken cover and more shots were fired. One of the new men went down. After more shooting, the man with the woman fell out into the street and didn't move. The other new man called out to the woman and she slowly stepped out into the street. He waited a moment and then stood up. He went to her and pulled her by the arm along to the building across from me and took her inside. I wanted to do something but was unsure what."I waited for more activity. I opened another window enough to hear better and was sorry I did. I heard her scream horribly and then a shot cut off her screaming. The two men left were smart enough to set an ambush but didn't.
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