A man and his wife had just crossed the railroad tracks.
The snow made a temporary journal of their travels.
It had just turned to dusk as they walked to their car.
They were talking about a movie they had just seen.
At first he heard a sound; but could not connect it to anything.
Then he felt something smack him in the side, just above his right hip.
If this was an scene from a comic book, the sound would be graphically registered as a "splattt-tt" or a "tha-wock".
The man looked up and saw a SUV with the passenger side window rolled down. It was too dark and the windows were too tinted to see anyone. Darkness surrounded the vehicle, as it slowly drove away.
The man was dumbfounded.
He looked down at his side and saw a dark stain growing on his jacket.
He looked down at his side and saw a dark stain growing on his jacket.
The only thing he could say to his wife was, "Why ? "She answered his question with a question,
"Would an explanation even help ?"
They went back to talking about the movie.
Seeing is deceiving, hearing is believing.
1 comment:
Seeing is perception, eh pal? I like this piece a lot. Puts me in mind of O Henry. So beautifully clean, pure. Also makes me think of my dog Phoebe, how much she hears. I'm working on a new novel based on our experience as a therapy dog team.
All Best,
Pamela Ditchoff
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