The Streak
"So what's the scariest part about being a writer?" Henry found the question stupid. Belittling, even. "What's the scariest part about being a no-talent hack journalist?" he replied with his own question. Marcus sat with that question for only a few moments, though the tension in the air made it feel like the moment would linger on for all eternity. "Not finding the truth," he finally offered, the thick air breaking away into a wispy nothing. Henry laughed. This ol' summabitch, he thought to himself. "Your turn, Henry," Marcus gently nudged, returning Henry to the question. Henry's smile faded as he gave the question some thought. He decided to answer in earnest. "Breaking a streak," he finally said. Marcus chuckled and smiled at Henry, shook his head knowingly. Please consider making a contribution to my Patreon if you enjoy these weird stories and are able to support them financially. No Happy Nonsense is 100% ad free and your donation helps keep it that way. |
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