Friday, July 13, 2012

An Excerpt from Parts of Noah (2): Noah's Theory


A boy becomes a man, in one way or another. He meets a woman who used to be a girl, but she has long forgotten those days. They go through all those motions and suddenly they’re saying that love word. But who ever really means it? Somewhere along the way, the woman is raped by a stranger. That’s not my business. The man acquires a gun, the perfect expression of his frustration, though he never intends to use it. For the first little while, he takes to the streets, stroking and squeezing his concealed gun anytime he spots a shady character. But he never pulls the trigger. Eventually, the weapon is stored away, the man and the woman move on. She’s never quite the same and he never touches her again. That love word is said less, those gone-through motions are ignored. No one’s invincible. I’ll say it again. No one is invincible. On a sad day just like any other sad day in the man’s life, he remembers the gun. The perfect expression of his frustration. The woman, now entirely foreign to this love word, is nightmaring in the next room and will never see the man again. He sits in his living room on a couch that was supposed to symbolize something. A house, a unique bond, a commitment. All it signifies now is a crime scene. The man remembers the boy he was, remembers the girl she was, and blows his brains out.

There’s never any good reason for a stray bullet, but this is what I’ve come up with. This must be where that bullet came from, how it began its short journey from a barrel through a man’s head, out of a house, across the street, and into my dog. Nobody’s ever confirmed this, nobody’s ever denied this. I make up stories for a lot of unanswered questions, and I say a lot more in my head than I ever do to anyone's face.

(End of Excerpt)


This is original writing and copyright and all that fine print kind of stuff. Please credit this to Chessterr Hollowberry. Thanks!

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