Scene One – THE OTHER MAN – Old Town, Chicago, Illinois, April 1981
I grab the phone from the wall on the first ring. “Hey Robert, it’s Linda. Can we talk?”
“Sure, what’s up?”
Her tone softens. “I hope you won’t be shocked. We’re friends – right?”
She pauses. “I’m having an affair. His name is Ben. We met at work. I never believed this would happen. How could I cheat on Dan? Then again, you might have sensed that things weren’t perfect between us.”
Scene One – GLAZED DONUT – Heights Restaurant, Madison, Wisconsin, April 2019
French press, dark roast coffee nips my tongue. China cup clinks the saucer below. Brazil roast did she say? A barista brings a scone, butter, and cloth napkin. I dunk a blackberry, lime scone into my coffee and recall my first dunked donut.
Scene One – 400 West Lincoln Avenue, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, May 1949
“Hush, child, you’ll wake the chickens.” Mokey tugs my hand. The spring-hinged, pine planked door closes silently behind us. Moonlight yields to animal darkness. Squawk, the monsters perched above me warn of our intrusion into their fertile solitude.
Scene One – August 1960
“Why would your dad give you his Studebaker?” My high school pal Dave says. We share a common interest in automobiles so I’m not surprised by his question. “Is the car okay?”
A Boston Bulldog pulls right, then left against a taught leash in lower Manhattan. He searches for non-existent grass or bare earth on which to find relief. Soon, he drops his excrement on the sidewalk. A man at the other end of the leash bends to clean the walk while the dog scratches unyielding concrete in a futile attempt to cover his spoil. The man yanks the leash. “That’s enough of that, Bingo. We have to move on.”
About the Author
Richard Wilberg is a creativity coach, musician, writer, photographer, and former business leader who lives in Madison, Wisconsin.