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She was in the bedroom – yes. Daddy suggested it. Daddy often suggested. He, her soon-to-be husband, would suggest, too. He had. Already. Tonight.

He and Daddy discussed her. They discussed college and hard work. There are the complications of life and what individuals put into those individual lives. Choices and the rest.

Yes, she was upstairs. They played games without her. They, the men, discussed the age gap between her and her future husband.

They discussed age in general.

The ages.

To her, it felt like the conversations went on for ages, listening from the bedroom while they played games.

Games of choice.

Chess.

The two of them.

Games with her life.

Was she a part of their collective decision? A pawn? A queen?

She didn’t play. She would, however, play along.

If her lover was truly as old as he claimed – thousands of years old – she would play till the end. Let them believe they were in charge, the only two on the board, making move after move.

All this time, eavesdropping from her high tower, planning to call her lover’s ex-lover from decades ago.

Long live history.

 

 

 

Perspective: Daughter/Girlfriend

Episode: “Long Live Walter Jameson”

This work was not prepared, authorized, or endorsed by the creators or producers or musical composers of “The Twilight Zone” and is a zone of my own creation inspired by “The Twilight Zone” television series.

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