Episode Requiem
I wasn't thinking about a second chapter, but I want to share it in case anyone like it.
Again; I'm sorry about the mistakes.
One request
Hey God, it's me, Tony.
Well, I'm guessing you know me, with that omnipresence thing that your people, talk all the time about.
I'm here to say... thank you.
Man, don't I feel stupid right now. Sitting in this bench, looking that old crucifix with you hanging in there... it's kind of hinky, you know? But I felt the need to be grateful with someone and... Well, here I am.
I'm not the religious type, even the believing type, with my line of work and all... uh... sorry, I'm just a little nervous. I guess it's for the adrenaline wearing off.
I'm tired too, so damn tired. If I could sleep I would be in my bed right now and not freezing my ass here. How could a church be so cold anyway?
May be it's not the place, maybe I'm the one making it cold. It was the fear; it took all the heat I had in me. Even if only for a moment, I thought I'd lost him and I was terrified. It wouldn't have been the first time I lost someone, I know it won't be the last, but knowing doesn't make it any easier and I'm still trembling with the possibility of him being dead.
He wasn't breathing; I was too late. I knew his ghost would be hunting me if I didn't try to safe her first, but I felt like a traitor when I gave him my back. I was praying, "please, please, don't make his sacrifice be in vain. Please, safe her"
I don't believe in miracles. I don't want to believe in hope. It's easier this way. But today... I was hoping and I was praying. I was asking for a miracle and somebody give me one. For that, I'm grateful.
I don't know the protocols for this. I only know one prayer, when I was a kid and my mother made me kneel in the carpet and ask for a safe night. In fact, I always asked for the big bad monster under my bed to not attack me during my sleep. Now, I know better and I've learnt to live with that monster. It's always waiting for the time I close my eyes to slip in to my dreams and turn them into nightmares. Today it's going to be one of those nights. I have so much fear inside that it's going to lure him out of his den and make a big spread with my insecurities. Maybe that's why I'm here, 'cause I'm afraid to close my eyes. Maybe I'm asking for another miracle.
Is that too much? Have I completed my quota of divine favors?
If that's the case I have one last request. Could you make my guardian angel to look after my boss?
