I was there in the café, saw it with my own eyes. I was having a coffee when BAM! right in front of me. Did I tell the police? Well, it happened so fast, there wasn’t time. You have to understand how frightening it was seeing the gun and all. But even if I had told the police, I couldn’t identify him. I might have been looking the other way. Truth is, I didn’t see all that much. I would have, but I wasn’t actually there. I was close. I mean, it really felt like I was there, you know.
Sue Clayton
13/11/2020 07:58:49 am
I wonder how many of us feel the need to feel the thrill of life by living through others.
Jim Woessner
13/11/2020 03:59:19 pm
Short answer. ALL OF US. Thanks, Sue.
Swapan k Banerjee
13/11/2020 10:39:56 am
This sort of garbled speech is appropriate for a character / witness who is shocked beyond measure. Fine writing, Jim.
Jim Woessner
13/11/2020 03:58:21 pm
Thanks so much, Swapan.
Mary Wallace
13/11/2020 01:16:34 pm
Well he was in the Cafe two streets away, but he could have seen it, if it had happened last Thursday. This is so good.
Jim Woessner
13/11/2020 03:57:46 pm
Thanks, Mary. The comment means a lot coming from you. 13/11/2020 02:55:54 pm
What a wonderful example of stream-of-consciousness writing.
Jim Woessner
13/11/2020 03:57:12 pm
In your dreams. When was writing micros ever stream-of-conscious? But thanks for the comment. I would have loved it if it had been so.
Susan F. Reid
13/11/2020 04:28:53 pm
Jim,
Bobby Warner
15/11/2020 03:44:11 am
I agree with Don on this. You can see and feel this fellow's thoughts churning moment by moment. Nice job. Comments are closed.
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