escape

escape
by Andy Brown

Her hands pulled at the buttons of his shirt, exposing his bare chest. He reached up and grabbed her wrist.
Isnt there something more to life than just this?
She was shocked. Was he unhappy with me? I dont understand
She doesnt understand me. There has to be an answer. There must be a reason.
He was in his car, driving. She was at home crying.
I have to find it.
She lifted her hands to cover her face. She wept for herself. He was gone. Why didnt I go with him?
He put the car in park. He was in the middle of nowhere. He stood in the middle of the field. Rolling hills surrounded him. He was happy.
She shivered. It was so cold this time of year. Frost marked the windows and it was winter.
The flowers danced among him. The wind sang past his ears. His toes met the earth and he knew what he was after.
She sat at the dinner table. There was no one at the other side. Another microwaved dinner.
And so summer turns to winter and it was cold. He shivered. He was hungry and couldnt find food. He knew not of the earth and the nature. What was he to eat?
She was out to dinner, he was cute. She knew him from work. He was different than the one who left her. He wouldnt
He closed his eyes for the last time. He was starving and paralysed.
Life's funny like that