than her first boyfriend hanging up on her. Having her eyes closed made her defenseless, like not having an ego to defend her pride.
She was traveling forward now, and seeing many contorted faces of her dad. Like melting plastic with a flame, she saw his eyes, nose, and mouth melt downwards into an evil grin and drip away, until there was nothing left but frayed wires and broken glass.
But, he rebuilt and erected himself back to father a second later and was at a bar laughing with friends. Josie was a little girl playing with toys in the corner. There was nothing she could do but scream to get his attention:
“I’m over here, dad!” The adult Josie yelled out.
“Face him!” Vinnie yelled. This time his voice came from somewhere else. He was inside her mind. They were now traveling together in their subconscious. Vinnie could see Josie struggling with her life experiences and tried to distract her.
“Look at this.” He said, as he went from a twelve year old boy with a bowl haircut to a fifty year old wearing glasses; but he always looked impeccable with his Adonis features.
Josie recognized him and ran over and held him. The background was black, as their subconscious united and their memories began to unify.
“Let’s go see your dad.” He said.
“I already have. Still a jerk.”
“No, this is different. Let’s go.”
A tunnel formed out of the darkness, as they walked up and down the timeline of events.
“Where’s your memories?” Josie asked.
“I’ve had a few lives, and each one cancels the other out.” He said.
They walked, ran or flew, whatever they wanted, because they were in the subconscious where dreams and nightmares gave birth. Josie played a little with flight before Vinnie grounded her:
“Here’s where he is.” Vinnie said.
Josie’s face dropped. They were standing in a crater-like hole in the Earth. There was trash everywhere and old decrepit mobile homes, trailers, and live-aboard boats. There was black smoke bellowing out of fire pits and chimneys of trailers. The smell was so toxic that one breath of it ceased the lungs and blacked out the victim.
“ Oh my God!” Josie said, as she grabbed Vinnie’s arm. The most vile looking, soot covered individuals sat around the bluish-green toxic flames. They were crying, belching and laughing in unison, it sounded like a demonic bird call. It made no sense and frightened Josie.
“What’s happening Vinnie?”
“That’s torture in fast forward. Their lives were wasted on earth and have no meaning now, so they pretend to laugh and cry, but it’s useless and they know it. But, fast forward won’t allow them to rest, they have to keep laughing and crying and belching for eternity. They have no extra lung capacity to carry on normal, meaningful conversations.”
“What’s the point of seeing this?” She asked.
“He’s here.”
“Whose here?”
“Your dad.”
They walked down the embankment to the main fire pit. Men laughed and vomited and spat blood into the fire. Her dad was paralyzed with laughter . He had tears running down his cheeks. So many tears had run down his skin over the years, that his flesh was rotten and gangrene. He looked up and saw Josie. He couldn’t get up, so he tried to speak where he was:
“He. Op. Jos.” He said, in-between his coughing, puking, snorting, laughing and crying.
Josie looked away. She tried not to cry.
“Go ahead, tell him what you think.” Vinnie said.
Josie walked a couple steps towards him. The other fire watchers turned to watch her , as their necks snapped from the vertebrae. The sounds these people made were so terrific that Josie plugged her ears.
“Dad, you are a bastard and you deserve to rot here.” She said. He watched her, trying not to vomit.
“What you did to me was horrific. No girl ever deserves this.” Josie said. Her dad trembled and convulsed. His tears were pink of blood and saline.
“But, I will always love you.” She choked from
She was traveling forward now, and seeing many contorted faces of her dad. Like melting plastic with a flame, she saw his eyes, nose, and mouth melt downwards into an evil grin and drip away, until there was nothing left but frayed wires and broken glass.
But, he rebuilt and erected himself back to father a second later and was at a bar laughing with friends. Josie was a little girl playing with toys in the corner. There was nothing she could do but scream to get his attention:
“I’m over here, dad!” The adult Josie yelled out.
“Face him!” Vinnie yelled. This time his voice came from somewhere else. He was inside her mind. They were now traveling together in their subconscious. Vinnie could see Josie struggling with her life experiences and tried to distract her.
“Look at this.” He said, as he went from a twelve year old boy with a bowl haircut to a fifty year old wearing glasses; but he always looked impeccable with his Adonis features.
Josie recognized him and ran over and held him. The background was black, as their subconscious united and their memories began to unify.
“Let’s go see your dad.” He said.
“I already have. Still a jerk.”
“No, this is different. Let’s go.”
A tunnel formed out of the darkness, as they walked up and down the timeline of events.
“Where’s your memories?” Josie asked.
“I’ve had a few lives, and each one cancels the other out.” He said.
They walked, ran or flew, whatever they wanted, because they were in the subconscious where dreams and nightmares gave birth. Josie played a little with flight before Vinnie grounded her:
“Here’s where he is.” Vinnie said.
Josie’s face dropped. They were standing in a crater-like hole in the Earth. There was trash everywhere and old decrepit mobile homes, trailers, and live-aboard boats. There was black smoke bellowing out of fire pits and chimneys of trailers. The smell was so toxic that one breath of it ceased the lungs and blacked out the victim.
“ Oh my God!” Josie said, as she grabbed Vinnie’s arm. The most vile looking, soot covered individuals sat around the bluish-green toxic flames. They were crying, belching and laughing in unison, it sounded like a demonic bird call. It made no sense and frightened Josie.
“What’s happening Vinnie?”
“That’s torture in fast forward. Their lives were wasted on earth and have no meaning now, so they pretend to laugh and cry, but it’s useless and they know it. But, fast forward won’t allow them to rest, they have to keep laughing and crying and belching for eternity. They have no extra lung capacity to carry on normal, meaningful conversations.”
“What’s the point of seeing this?” She asked.
“He’s here.”
“Whose here?”
“Your dad.”
They walked down the embankment to the main fire pit. Men laughed and vomited and spat blood into the fire. Her dad was paralyzed with laughter . He had tears running down his cheeks. So many tears had run down his skin over the years, that his flesh was rotten and gangrene. He looked up and saw Josie. He couldn’t get up, so he tried to speak where he was:
“He. Op. Jos.” He said, in-between his coughing, puking, snorting, laughing and crying.
Josie looked away. She tried not to cry.
“Go ahead, tell him what you think.” Vinnie said.
Josie walked a couple steps towards him. The other fire watchers turned to watch her , as their necks snapped from the vertebrae. The sounds these people made were so terrific that Josie plugged her ears.
“Dad, you are a bastard and you deserve to rot here.” She said. He watched her, trying not to vomit.
“What you did to me was horrific. No girl ever deserves this.” Josie said. Her dad trembled and convulsed. His tears were pink of blood and saline.
“But, I will always love you.” She choked from
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