Tuesday, February 07, 2006

They were expecting him in one hour. (Fiction)

They were expecting him in one hour.

Waiting at Starbucks he knew this day would define the rest of his life. He never thought it would come to this. After a lifetime of winning he thought he could never lose. But he lost, and they were expecting him in one hour. This was not a nightmare, this was worse.

One hour. In his head, he replayed what happened many times. What went wrong? One more hour!

Robert closed his eyes and slowed his breathing down. The hustle and bustle of the store seemed to play outside of him. He was a spectator, a bit bored with the spectacle, going deep into his thoughts. He was to meet with them in an hour.

.... to be continued


Margit said...

Es bleibt weiter spannend! Wie geht es bloss weiter?

Entre_Pilar said...

At first I thought this post was a continuum of your "Diatribes" posting. It seemed appropriate to think that Robert, was sitting at Starbucks after he had gone mad in Diatribes. But then I realized the name of the character was Scott and not Robert. Nontheless, the piece is filled with suspense, and keeps the reader wanting more.. I can't wait for you to tell us what Robert is so antsy about.. who is he meeting in an hour? His attorneys? (is he also heading to the big house?), his future in-laws (marriage, similar to heading to the slammer ;-), his board of directors? (Do you see a theme developing here with the slammer? :-) .. .