Death from Long Ago

Muriel Breit put the film on her machine and a movie appeared on the screen. It was in black and white. I like black and white the best, everything so clear, although this movie actually wasn’t too clear, more dim and scratchy. The people in the movie, two guys, kind of far away, ¬†were talking – I could tell from their mouths – but there was no sound. The two guys were out in the desert somewhere. They were angry at each other, waving their arms and stalking around, the way angry humans do. Then one of them, the bald dude, pulled a gun. The other guy, the one with glasses, jumped on him. They ¬†wrestled on the ground, fighting for the gun. Then all of a sudden a woman came running up. She was waving her arms, too, but in the way humans do when they’re trying to stop something.

But the two guys wouldn’t stop. They kept wrestling for the gun. The woman hovered over the men. Then, all at once, she toppled over and lay still. The men stopped wrestling, sat up. Then the screen went blank.

“My God,” said Muriel. “Do you know who those two guys are?”

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One Response to “Death from Long Ago”

  1. Diane
    4:00 am on July 15th, 2009

    Surely not Freud and Churchill….

    I hope!

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