Sunday, August 24, 2014

The Bridge

Luna and Asa:

“It’s cold but the fog is pretty. Don’t you think?”

“Walk faster, Luna.”

“But I like this bridge. Too bad we can barely see the ocean, thanks to the stupid fog.”

“Watch where you’re going.”

“I didn’t see them there.”


“So why are we in this weird little town, anyway.”

“You don’t need to know.”

“Are you here to kill somebody, threaten them or just to rough them up.”

“Shut up and listen. Up ahead is an apartment and we’re going inside. No one there knows English so keep to yourself. I have a feeling this won’t take very long.”

“I’d rather stay here and play on the bridge.”

“No more talking, female.”

“Blah blah blah blah blah.”

“You really want to be a smartass right now?”

“Not while we’re still on the bridge.”

“Good answer.”

Friday, August 22, 2014



“Luna, wake up.
I don’t appreciate when you run off like that.
I’ve been looking all over for you.
Sit up. 
Look at me.
Luna, if you ever do that again I’m going to…
Hey, don’t interrupt me.
I said don’t interrupt me.
Don’t repeat everything I say either.
Stop it.
Cut it out.
Don’t swear at me.
Or flip me off, god dammit!
What the hell is wrong with you?
You know what, go back to sleep.
You heard me.
Go back to sleep.
I’ll deal with you later.
No, you can’t have a pillow.
Why not?
Because you’re in the library.
Yes, you are.
Yes you are, Luna.
Yes, you…
You know what? 
Just zip it and go back to sleep.