In

“In a moment it’ll be my stop,” he said.

“Don’t you need to get ready to go?” she asked.

“It’s ok,” he said. “I can get out at the next stop. I’m really enjoying talking with you.”

She blushed prettily. “Does that mean you want to hear the rest of my theory?”

“Definitely. You were talking about demons, and desire.”

“Yes,” she continued, “I think demons use desire as a way to steal time. It’s their power. People’s lives generally move forward, until they meet their demon. The jealous demon takes that away.”

“Hmm,” he said, “Like demon alcohol, right?”

“Exactly!” she said. “The moment an alcoholic takes that first drink, life begins to stop moving forward.”

“I see what you’re saying,” he said, “After that, all the alcoholic does is circle around that bottle. The demon wins.”

“You catch on quick,” she said, giving him a warm smile. “Have you studied philosophy?”

“No,” he grinned, “But maybe I should. Oh wait, here we are. In a moment it’ll be my stop.”

“Don’t you need to get ready to go?” she asked.

“It’s ok,” he said. “I can get out at the next stop. I’m really enjoying talking with you.”

2 Responses to “In”

  1. dmaas says:

    That’s the shortest story to have the impact of a novel. Nice!

  2. admin says:

    Thank you, that is a very nice thing to say! I’m amazed at what turns out to be possible with two hundred words.

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