Monthly Archives: October 2016

Jig and Charlie

Jig sat on a concrete bench between a pair of tall corporate buildings. On the bench beside him was a plastic bag with a box inside it wrapped like a gift. Marjorie would come outside with her lunch any minute and that’s when he would present her with the box. It was all exactly as though he was still working here. Like he’d just come down for lunch after a morning of managing funds. Except that now he couldn’t sit still. He kept getting up and walking from one side of the courtyard to the other. Office workers came and went from the office buildings- some smoking, some eating from paper bags. So far he didn’t recognize anyone but he knew it was only a matter of time. He wiped his hand across his forehead and his brow was slick with sweat. Continue reading