A man walks out into the cold night air. His hands are shaking from what i would assume had been an unspeakable act. He wipes them on his pants and slowly paces across the sidewalk into the street, when he reachs the yellow dotted line he stops cold in his tracks as if his feet were glued to the ground. A dark figure appears from behind the shadow of a near by coffee shop; making his way as well into the center of the road way.
The two shapes stand parallel in the darkness staring deep into one anothers eyes. The man at the far corner pulls back his rain coat as if he reaching for a lighter. A loud popping noise pierces the silence and in a matter of seconds both me fall to the ground in a heap. It seemed as it were only a solo gunshot and as i take a closer look, hidden behind a parked car down street is a boy. He comes running out to the street passing by one of the men. Dropping to his knees he grasps the head of the other victim as if he were cradeling a baby. A high pitched yelp calls out, the boy starts panting yelling for his father but nobody comes.
I ponder my thoughts as i sit in the drivers seat of my car and come to the conclusion that amidst all of this chaos this boy was the son of that whom he holds close to his beating heart. What seemed like a good idea, to hide away from the fight and strike his competitor from a distance ended up hurting him as well. The boy had fired one shot with the intention of killing his fathers predassesor; the speeding steel slug pass through the man and followed its path through his fathers heart killing them both. I
I turn the key in the ignition and put my car into gear slowly driving off into the night...
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