Speak Now
Sitting in old Phillies’ Diner, I glance at my watch. 8:37 pm and still not here. The young waiter asks “can I get you something”? “No, they’ll be here, you just wait” I reply. I watch as John nervously glances over to Sally, knowing his time with her is almost up and she’s going to be $4,000 dollars richer. John loves her so much, but to her this is just business. The milk is stagnating in Sally’s coffee as the men covered in black burst through the doors, guns pointed high, screaming “give me all your money”! The waiter is frightened; he reaches for his gun as the robbers take point. Waiter down, Sally screams as another one bites the dust. At least Madge and Veronica were late; I couldn’t bear the idea of them dying too. I’m the last one standing, as I wait to feel the penetration of the bullet to my body, I glance outside and to my dismay Veronica’s horrified eyes are in lock with mine.
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