"This here is a picture of my grandson Jim, and this one is Emi..." Tuning people out is a talent one gains while taking a bus across the country. I found myself riding another Greyhound, shackled to another old woman with a life-story I cared nothing about. As cliché as it sounds, I just wanted to go home. "... Jonathon got third place in the spelling bee for all of Mississippi." "ALRIGHT. Look Grandma, first off... third place in Mississippi is the equivalent of last place in any other state, there are only three kids who are god-damned literate. And to be perfectly frank, I don't give a shit about your kids. I'm on my way back from California, to Kentucky because my girlfriend, whom I just rode all the way to California to live with has been pantomiming going through the motions. She decided we'd been seeing each other so often; once a fucking month; that she didn't feel like she was ever alone enough to actually miss me and she had lost the spark. She compared us to a misfiring engine... we have the capability to work, we just don't. So now I'm broke, homeless since I sold my home to live with her, and on the verge of killing myself and if you mention one more thing about some damn grandkid... I swear to God..." She shifted her gaze stoically from the picture roll unfolding from her pocket book to the ground. "Anything else you'd like to get off your chest?" I finally caught her glance, eye to eye. I hate to say that I had a moment with an eighty year old woman, but I did. Her hollow eyes enveloped me, swallowed my emotions. For the first time in fifteen years, tears. My head fell to her flannel covered shoulder and she wrapper her arm around me, "God told me that some son-uva-bitch would need me someday... always thought it was my husband." I lost myself in a flannel frock, she found herself in consoling the lost. Both got what was needed.
nice little slice too neatly done for me... ehhh too much resolution but it was very neatly done and if you wanted neat you have it... sounds like something that never really happened tho
