[PAUSE]
We’re back in the subway tunnel on that fateful, full-dark night. My hand is in the air and Al and I are looking into each other’s eyes across the platform.
My daughter and my grand-daughter have both asked me if it’s that simple, if falling in love made me live again and I tell them yes and no. I tell them it’s a bit like that, but not entirely like that. Falling for Al when I never felt I’d fall for anything or anyone again might have been the spark but knowing I could feel again, seeing someone who had never stopped feeling, is what made me understand that breathing wasn’t enough, that it was time to dust off those gloves.
So it was complicated, it was life, but I’ll admit it…that spark, that was simple.
[PLAY > SLOW MOTION]
Let’s all enjoy the sight of Lizzie, the woman who wanted survival and nothing more, even if that wasn’t that meaningful of an existence, standing amongst a crowd of people, looking over at Al, a man she has never met before, in a way she hasn’t looked at another person, male or female, in almost twenty years. Let’s enjoy the sight of a serious community gathering about the future of mankind, the choices available to us as a people, the risks required of us to be worthy of these choices. Let’s zoom in on Lizzie’s eyes and get a good goddamn look at the gooey, cotton-candy aw shucks way she’s looking at Al.
What’s that slow, rumbling sound coming from the tunnels, boys and girls? Subterranean thunder? A ghost train? No, I do believe that’s the sound of an idiot’s toe getting stubbed.
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