Monday, October 23, 2006

Entitled Number One

Gabe was bent over the fender, his head buried deep under the hood. His hand rested on a metal part of the engine. He breathed slowly, like he was trying to give life to the rusting hulk.

Stefan watched from a distance. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't understand this man who seemed so eager to show him how he was destroying his life. It was all very hard to bear.

First the sound goes. It's subtle and it happens so fast. Gabe grows distant and eventually he fades from view.

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