Saturday, March 8, 2008

Crossing Over

Ladies’ room. He locked the door.
Who are you?
Your helper.
Don’t know you.
Know my family. Told them my baby sister was alive. She wasn’t. You’ve harmed many families.
Voice cracking, I try my best. It’s difficult.
You’d do better if you crossed over.
What? she shrieked.
The gun roared.
And, Sylvia crossed over.