Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Sudden Short Story 91

She ran down the city neighborhood streets, but she forgot why she was running, so she stopped. 
Nobody was around.  The air was warm, though the sun was behind some building or other.  She heard a sound, faintly, off in the distance, and began to wonder what it was.... 
"Hey," came the voice of Jason, the boy that she liked.  Or did she?  Didn't she? 
"Hey," she said, somewhat hesitantly, as he ran to her. 
"Did you get lost or something?" 
"No," she said, looking around.  "This is 15th Street, isn't it?  I know where we are.  Do you hear that noise?" 
Jason listened for a moment.  "No.  What's it like?"
She thought for a moment.  "It's sort of... a cry?  Or a long note, like in a song." 
Jason listened again.  "I don't hear anything....  Oh!" he cried out, "The others are waiting for us."  He reached out and grabbed her hand.  Or did he? 
She didn't move.  "Hey," she said, hesitantly again, not budging, "Do you... How long has it been summer?" 
He stopped.  "I don't remember, exactly.  It's been summer all summer, anyway.  C'mon," and he tried once again to pull her along. 
"What did we do this morning?" 
"We can talk about it on the way," he said, but tears were welling in his eyes. 
"And that sound..." she said, her eyes staring off into the distance. 
He put all of his weight into pulling her, but he may as well have been a breeze.  Tears were streaming down his cheeks now.  "Please," he begged, "Just come on." 
She closed her eyes, and it was over. 

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