TT TUESDAY primary Flashcards
He thinks maybe he should go along, just in case.
Scott does?
You sure you don’t want to go, Ron?
You could set up another station when we get to L.A.
The muffled sound of a radio in one of the buildings,
or people talking?
He looks back now and he can’t believe he didn’t know right then what had happened.
But the thing is, you don’t catch on to the obvious
when what it is that’s obvious is also impossible.
because the steering wheel column had been driven into the seat back.
Nobody. Not in the truck, not in the car.
Not on the sidewalk.
Nobody peering from apartment windows,
no police, nobody.
No body.
But where did the driver go? Heaven.
But where’d his body go? It got taken up to heaven with his soul.
It got out of the truck and walked to the morgue.
You’re going with them.
Karen looks at him, sharp. Doesn’t answer right away. Then she says, I’ve been thinking about it, yeah. But nothing’s for sure.
He looks up in the air a minute, as if there might be something written on the ceiling. There isn’t.
He looks up in the air a minute, as if there might be something written on the ceiling. There isn’t.
I mean, I don’t want to leave you here, you know,
leave you behind. Alone, or whatever. It’s just…
Ron, there’s people down there. Voices on the radio. ‘KCRW Santa Monica…”
And that’s why I can’t leave hear. You know that.
Look, Ron, nobody’s come now for five, six months. Not since that guy from over in Kamloops. And it was another two or three months since the last ones before him. This whole past year there’s been only, what, six people arrive? Of what, 43 of us? That’s it, Ron. It’s time to go.
She moves to the door. Goodbye. Goodbye.
Come. I’m sure they need disc jockeys in L.A.,
at that station. KCRW. Yeah, at KCRW.
I’ll bet you could get a show on there.
Nobody wants to leave you behind.
I know. She comes over and kisses him again.
Almost goes. At the door she stops.
There’s nobody out there anymore. You know that, Ron. You’ve done your job, what you were supposed to do. It’s over. Why don’t you come?