Sorry for the long delay..changed jobs..states and computers!!
I wish you could have seen the headlines. "Horrible Murder Last Night in Crescent View!" "Crescent View Rocked by Last Nights Stabbing" "Community in fear over killing!" On the 11 o'clock news it was so funny. They had some hot shot reporter standing in front of Sharon's house. His hair in that hilarious "flip over" to cover his bald spot. Like we couldn't tell. He was saying the same old song and dance about the "shocking" and "brutal" murder that had took place there the night before. He made me laugh.
Down in my basement, I had hung a portrait of Sharon I had took of her when she was eating at Bill's Cafe. Her beauty still infused me. I placed her teeth on top of the frame. I sat back in my recliner and glowed in her presence. Slowly rocking myself to sleep.
I awoke to find that it daylight. Upon checking my watch, the time was 8:36, I decided it was time for a shower and then a bite to eat. I rise out of chair and head upstairs to the bathroom. As I was walking across the den I heard a rap at the door. Awfully early on a Saturday for someone to be visiting. I open the door to find to my utmost delight, the hot shot reporter! Flip over oh so right.
"Mr. Barton,( I should have took my last name off the mailbox a long time ago.) my name is Jeff Swanson from WKPT News 6, could I bother you with a couple of questions pertaining to the recent murder that happened in our community."
"Uh, sure, why not."
"Mr. Barton, what, in your view, caused this tragedy?"
"Well, Mr. Swanson, I believe that this is yet another example of the sick and perverted youth that are the slime of our community. The scourge of the resources that this community provides. It's...it's just appalling."
"I see, Mr.Barton. So in your opinion, you think this crime was perpetrated by a young person?"
"Absolutely. Without a doubt. I see them running around like wild animals in the community without regard to us law abiding citizens."
"Thank you for your time, Mr. Barton."
"You're welcome,sir. Oh, if I could add one thing, they should hang the man who done this."
"Thank you again, sir."
I wonder if he saw the subtle grin? You've seen it. That little smirk that you give when you said something that you shouldn't? I closed the door and burst into one o the most guttural laughs I have had in many a year. Tears were running down my cheeks. Ah, that's the second time he has made me laugh.
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