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August 29, 2007

David: Hollow Man

I sighted along the barrel to a point dead between his eyes. He laughed at me.

“You don’t have it in you,” he taunted.

“Oh no? There are lots of things I don’t have in me anymore. Faith in humanity. Hope for the future. Compassion. Mercy. You took them from me, one by one. You deliberately and systematically ripped from me every last scrap of joy. The love of my family is gone. My pride in my career, shredded. My reputation discarded like old coffee grounds.

“Don’t have it in me? There’s plenty of room. I think it’ll fit.”

BLAM!

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