Home from Home
A 100 word story
I sit in a premiere seat with the leg room, accompanied by my wheezy breathing.
This point of focus intensifies. Silence enhances. Suffocation increases.
A couple arrives, concealing my deafening breaths with complaints:
“Dark in here.”
“Smells musty.”
They take their seats nearby.
“What’s premiere about these then?”
They whisper. I can’t detect words, only their hissing.
The screen bursts to life with a slogan: “We make movies better.”
“Pity they can’t make the seats better.”
During the adverts, I dream of moving to another part of the country.
By the time the film begins, I’ve planned my imaginary home.
Copyright © Andrew Wright 2024