STORY – Weird Weather

Woke up to some more weird weather today. Hot and sticky in the morning, thundershowers by mid-day, some ice in the evening.

We looked up from the balcony of our third floor apartment.
“What’s it going to do next?”
She held my hand. We kept looking up.
“It’s going to get worse before it gets better.”
“I don’t think it’s going to get better.”

I put a sweater on; she took her sweater off.
“What’s the forecast for tomorrow?”
“More what?”
“More of the same.”
“Same what?’
“They don’t know. Anything the sky thinks of.”

We looked down and saw some children with a mother pass by.
“Don’t envy them. The kids.”
“The future is not what it once was.”
We looked at each other.
“Used to be able to depend on the future.”
“And now it is the least dependable thing going.”
It began to rain. Hard, cold rain with some chunks of ice hidden in-between the drops; she began to get little welts on her skin, sort of mini-burns.
“Ouch,” she said over and over.
“Burr,” I said again and again.

We went inside.
“The weather’s broken. I’m going to put something on my burns.”
She left to go to the medicine cabinet.
I said, “I’m going to put a second sweater on.”
“What? Speak up. There’s this frying sound in my ear.”
“I’m cold.” I brushed the ice from my hair.
“Turn on the television!” she yelled. “See what they are saying.”
I did.
“What does it say?”
I listened.
“Forecast is constant.”
“What’s that?”
Expect anything, they reported.
I didn’t want to tell her this news for a moment. Let her live in hope for a few seconds more.

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5 Responses to “STORY – Weird Weather”

  1. leemans says:

    weird weather, weird context, people speaking next to each other, lack of communication,

  2. Peter Newman says:

    Oh this is dark! It reminds me a bit of Pinter’s plays and of ‘When the Wind Blows’.

    I love the way you use the dialogue to say so much about them when they appear to say very little.


  3. marc nash says:

    love the discordant chime of the clipped sentences when they’re speaking to one another

  4. Nicole Baillieul says:

    The state of the planet as a metaphore forbad communication!

  5. peter holbrook says:

    Existential. Or maybe just sad.

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