Part IX – Almost

The lady in front of him, that wasn’t really in front of him, wouldn’t get out of his dang way.

“Move it lady, I got places to be.” Miller shouted, at nothing.

“Oh, I know that darling. You and I are heading to the same place.”

“No we’re not, I’m going to the Post Office.”

“Maybe. Maybe. But maybe not.”

Miller pushed the woman that wasn’t there aside and stepped up to the disconnected payphone to call his friend Trent.

Leave a Reply