I can’t believe he said it, what was he thinking??? It’s like Vegas here man, what happens here, stays here.
How am I going to fix this, is it even up to me to try?
Rumors are running rampant, why do these people come to me? They KNOW I can’t talk about it? Haven’t they figured this out by now? I want to scream….what part don’t you understand?
Closed doors, hush, hush, people not looking into each other’s eyes as they pass in the hall; secrets out.
Why do I get so involved, why do I care? What is wrong with people? Why can’t they leave well enough alone?
So much like high school; the whispering, the side glances and the fake smiles….who do they think they’re kidding?
What ever happened to the real friends, true friends; the kinds of people who are like your family-friends. Do they even exist?
I feel so tired, so worn out and I despise every minute of it. I’m at a loss for words and this is a first for me; I think I’ve met my challenge.
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I think you pull this off--we are so much in the narrator's head and listening so carefully that it doesn't matter whether we understand the situation or not. But it's a judgment call; some people might feel cheated.
ReplyDeleteIf you wanted to give a tiny bit more of a clue without changing a word of the text, you could give this a title. Even something as simple as 'On the Job' or 'Work' or 'Parish Committee Meeting' would be enough.
I think your right, I really can't add to it because that was it! I'll title it.....
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