I don’t remember where I left off but the two old cats were shrieking at each other when I said: DING, DING and they stopped and looked at me and I said: end of round 1.

Everyone to their neutral corners.

To my surprise, Marian had backed off. And Annette sat down besides me.

Marian didn’t like that and started to say something.

Keep it zipped, I said, making the zipped gesture on my lips.

She shut up.

Annette took a deep breath and was a different woman.

So, did you really kill two people.?



My husbands.

How’d you do it?

She has tears in her eyes. She’s looking at the print on the wall with kids playing and the Bridge in background.

I didn’t kill anyone. Just sent them packin’.

See them kids I the picture? Those are my babies. All six of them. Or

It aamazed me and some of the aides how quickly her mood changed. As I type now she is cursing out on the sand witheveryone that walks by her room.

Bastards! Retards! Go away! I said good away… At the top of her lungs ’til she’ s gasping for air.

But when she was calm and talking about the kids on the beach by the Brooklyn Bridge, she was a chilled zen master.

To be continued…

Published by Dave

My name is David Beckerman. I am a fine art photographer working in New York City. Or I was before I had two strokes. I now write from a Nursing Home. https://dave-beckerman.pixels.com

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