Chapter 13
THE NIGHT ISN'T OVER – EXCERPT
Gerald
As soon as Gerald's head hits the pillow sleep comes to
him. One side of his mind senses someone is in the bedroom
staring at him from across the room. One the other side of
his mind, dreams float closer to him like ocean waves on a
shoreline. Whoever is in his room steps closer to the bed.
Gerald can tell that the person is irritated. Gerald isn't
scared. He knows instinctively the person won't hurt him.
"Damn!" a male voice curses. Gerald instantly recognizes
the old man's gravely voice.
Suddenly, Gerald feels a burst of energy coming from the
side of his bed—from the old man. The energy pushes
down on Gerald, heavy like a weight. He sinks into the bed
until he falls out of the bottom and lands feet first
inside a very bright room. He squints and covers his eyes
because it's so bright. There's a large window completely
filled with the sun. It's as if the room is sitting
directly inside a ray of sunshine. The old man is outside
the window, his face is glowing, the wrinkles moving, alive
with beams of sunlight. His chest also emanates with
sunlight. The green suitcase is next to him and the pieces
of red and white fabric sticking out of it glow like
fireflies at dusk on a summer night.
Gerald asks, "What's going on?" The old man doesn't
answer. He asks again. There's still no answer. The old
man's unblinking eyes stare back at him.
Gerald looks at his hands and the rest of his body. He's
infused with the sunshine coming from the old man. The
entire room is a piece of sunshine. Gerald isn't sure what
this place is. He looks around the room. There's a brown
sofa with an Oriental rug in front of it. A woman encircled
in darkness is on the floor digging through the old man's
green suitcase, oblivious to Gerald standing there. The
sunshine doesn't reach the woman and Gerald can't see her
face, so he leans in to see her better. She throws shirts,
underwear, and other items in a big pile onto the floor.
The woman gets up and turns toward him. The sunshine begins
to penetrate the darkness surrounding her, like a
spotlight. It moves up her arm, her chest, and just as it
gets to her face, the woman disappears.
Then the room becomes dark as if a switch has been
turned off. But, Gerald is still bright with sunlight. He
walks carefully across the room to see if the old man is
outside the window or if the mystery woman has reappeared
in a different part of the room. Once again, Gerald hears
the same laughter from when he was awake in his office.
It's not the old man's voice. It gradually gets louder
until it sounds like it's playing on surround–sound
speakers. Then, Tony appears directly in front of him
sitting on the brown sofa, sunlight spotlighting him.
Tony laughs, flashing his white teeth in a sarcastic
smile as he says, "Bankruptcy is bad, but you'll be okay.
Bankruptcy is bad, but you'll be okay." His lips move over
and over again repeating the phrase like a skipping CD.
Gerald covers his ears and screams, "Shut up!"
Tony keeps on, "Bankruptcy is bad, but you'll be okay."
"Nooo...damn you!" Gerald runs toward him, charging with
balled up fists. His fist connects with Tony's face. He
feels the bones in Tony's cheek beneath his knuckles. The
bones crack like walnut shells. The sunlight from Gerald's
fist slices through Tony's cheek and Tony evaporates into
the air.
Gerald screams, "Come back! Come back, you bastard!"
Breathing heavily like a wild beast, rage seeps from every
pore of Gerald's body. He walks back and forth hoping Tony
will come back so he can beat the crap out of him.
After a few minutes, he calms down and that's when the
room brightens again. A light breeze blows across his face.
Gerald looks back at the window. It has disappeared along
with the old man. Gerald looks at his hands and body and
sees that the sunlight has left his body. He looks to see
if the old man will reappear. He doesn't. He's by himself.