Death is a Lonely Business
“He hurled the towel at me. I caught it.
"Get my back for me, will you?" I hurled the towel away. It fell and hung over his head, masking his face. The Horrible Hun was, for a moment, gone. Only Sun King Apollo, his rump as bright as the apples of the gods, remained.
From under the towel his voice said quietly: "The interview is over." "Did it ever really begin?" I said.
I went downstairs as the dragon's sick calliope music was coming up.
There were no words at all on the Ven...ice Cinema marquee. All the letters were gone.
I read the emptiness half a dozen times, feeling something roll over and die in my chest.
I went around trying all the doors, which were locked, and looked into the box office, which was deserted, and glanced at the big poster frames where Barrymore and Chancy and Norma Shearer had smiled just a few nights ago. Now, nothing.MoreLess
"Get my back for me, will you?" I hurled the towel away. It fell and hung over his head, masking his face. The Horrible Hun was, for a moment, gone. Only Sun King Apollo, his rump as bright as the apples of the gods, remained.
From under the towel his voice said quietly: "The interview is over." "Did it ever really begin?" I said.
I went downstairs as the dragon's sick calliope music was coming up.
There were no words at all on the Ven...ice Cinema marquee. All the letters were gone.
I read the emptiness half a dozen times, feeling something roll over and die in my chest.
I went around trying all the doors, which were locked, and looked into the box office, which was deserted, and glanced at the big poster frames where Barrymore and Chancy and Norma Shearer had smiled just a few nights ago. Now, nothing.MoreLess
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