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And so it goes, he thought while burying the skull in a hedgerow of a shallow grave.  Trexler Park was quiet tonight.   The usual bikers, runners, and walkers had slow with the coming of dusk.  Not that this mattered much.  He had driven past the winterized greenhouse, thru a tiny alley, and directly into a small family graveyard.   Nobody had seen him... hopefully.

Tiny puffs of white came from his mouth with each exertion with his mother garden spade.  Good thing I don't have to bury a whole damn body.

The skull's bleach features were quickly covered by the new grave's dirt.  Smart to use the work of others than to dig in the frost covered new earth.  He put the spade in his large "semi-winter" jacket, smacked his hands together, and got back on his gun-metal Schwinn ten speed.  

He was home in fifteen minutes, washed his hands and doing bookwork before his parents even came home.  Maybe things would change.  Maybe he could finally kiss and hold Lisa like he really wanted to.  The skull was gone now, buried and away.  Lisa's eyes flashed in his mind, kind, forgiving.  Soon they became empty sockets, dark as a deep well, looking wantonly back, trying to tell him something, something lost, something forgotten.

"Glad to see your home," mom said as she clunked old pinky, her purse, down on the table. She removed her hospital's name tag, her pens, and finally her keys in her catch-all basket.  

The spell was broken.   

He looked down at his Anatomy One book, glanced back up at her and said, "the vessels are a bitch."

She remembered her stint in college and said: "wait till you hit Micro."

Glenn gaze returned to the text, pretending to study, trying to memorize, but he can feel the emptiness.  It was still watching him.

Then his dad was home, making all blackness go away.  The family together always makes the darkness's gaze dry up, vanish, making life become normal, clockwise and for god sake stable.  

Glenn, somewhere deep, beyond the opaque circle, began feeling a thread-like splinter of happiness. Family, yes family.


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