By Jeffrey A. Paolano
Loush holds silent Jerry’s hand, with full knowledge Jerry no longer feels, focuses, or cares. Jerry’s own ‘drifting away from vivacity’ evolved into full-fledged mental haze within the past fortnight.
Loush already endures profound heartbreaking lonesomeness.
Pat, issue of Loush’s ill-conceived and ill-fated marriage to Irene (how Loush wished he had faced up to his true proclivity earlier in life), ransacks the house with his pierced and tattooed daughter, accompanied by her—shall we say—companion?
The three intend to take everything and anything of value before the bank seizure, whereupon Loush and Jerry will be dumped in the pauper’s cloister.
Sad but good writing. I liked how concise yet complete it is.
The kids rip off another couple. Good comment on life in a very few words.
Very well written and real in these times.
Ms. Patterson, Mr. Warner, Miss Sue:
Thank you for your observations, as all scribblers know, they are invaluable.
Be well…be happy…
Jeff