The In-Betweener (Between Life And Death) (S) - Plot & Excerpts
The sky is bright and clear blue, with just a few tiny streaks of cloud up high to make it look real. It rained last night for a good while, so everything has been washed clean. In the early light, lingering moisture glitters in shiny spots on the pavement.And there are birds everywhere. Nests seem to be tucked into every single nook and cranny of the buildings around me. The birds flit about in the course of their errands, far more energetic than I am this morning. I’m guessing they sleep much more easily than I do at night.The rain-washed air feels good in my lungs. I inhale a measured breath and try to envision that I’m breathing in the gorgeous day, staving off depression and loneliness by sucking in sunshine.“Good morning, birds,” I say, cheerfully.I like to try to use my voice each day. I don’t want to become one of those muttering weirdoes, but I don’t want to lose my ability to speak properly either.The birds squawk back at me, a few of them resting on the roof just above me flapping their wings indignantly and giving me the hairy eyeball.
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