Thursday, August 3, 2017

91. Be Right Back?
When I got to work the next day, Austin was sitting on the steps in front of the building. His long hair had been cut to a short stubble. Sunken eyes rested on prominent cheekbones.  He barely looked up when I said, “Austin?”
“My brother’s not coming back,” he said.  “He’s too far gone. He loves the Church.”
“The Church of Middaymorrow?” I asked. “The cult?”
“Quinn was right, it was a cult. He wasted his breath warning me.”
“Quinn didn’t waste his breath.  You made it back.  If he hadn’t warned you, you might not have known you had joined a cult.” I paused, “You really think your brother won’t come back?”
“Most people don’t get addicted trying something once. My brother was gone before that first Perc hit his brain.  I know guys tried coke and were gone after the first line.”
“Gotta stay away from anything addictive,” I said. “You don’t know if you’re the one who won’t come back.”
Today I’ll remember you don’t always come back.
Time for a Change ©2017 by Ken Montrose
Time for a Change is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.
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