An innocent narrator who went to jail asks you to imagine in a poem style narrative. Its meant to be thought provoking in the light of the recent protests going on in our current pandemic world. The narrator can be of any race or even any group catagory you might fall into. Its about a perception of being.
Sue mourns for her heroic Al. Is she helped or abused by close friends who have daily sex with her and allow therapists and others to screw her? Al visits briefly, yearly thru a wormhole.
He wasn't supposed to be here-not in this bar, not on this night, and definitely not drowning in memories he swore he'd buried. But something pulled him in, past the neon glow and the scent of aged whiskey, into a place that felt both familiar and foreign. He only wanted a drink. To disappear into the hum of conversation, to be just another nameless soul lost in the crowd. But then he hears it-a raw, broken voice spilling a confession of love slipping through trembling fingers.
Consequences is a group of stories, each of them separate and not connected to the others. Their main issue will be the effect of extramarital sex on the family unit. This is the fourth story of this group.