Friday, June 01, 2007


Full moon again tonight... it's drizzly, chilly, and dark. I'm holding the Green Acres pager, for the last time. All is suspiciously, suspiciously quiet. Why? What am I missing? This is not normal. Nurses chuckle and joke in the chart room. An aide fills in a crossword puzzle, eyes only casually and intermittently on the video monitors below the desk. A cloud moves from the moon. A cold white beam passes along a sleeping face. An eye glints open and darts left and right. A jaw tenses, slackens, tenses. Fingers twitch. A mind starts to race. What will happen tonight?


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