No Exit (Yet)


No Exit (Yet)

Sartre was right, at least temporarily, for this woman (11/2002; ultra short)

 

“Don’t make me go. I don’t want to go,” Linda pleaded.

“But you have to.”

“Why? Why do I have to? I don’t understand.”

“Because you can’t be here.”

“What do you mean? I’m here aren’t I? And it’s so lovely here. So peaceful.” Linda looked longingly upon the quiet calm.

“I know you want to be with us. We’ve seen that for years. But you’re not supposed to be here yet.”

It broke his heart to see someone like Linda in this situation. She wanted it so much, but would have to wait so much longer than she wished.

“But I can’t go back.”

“You can and you must. We will be here for you when the time comes.”

Linda began to sob. “I can’t. I just can’t.”

The reply was stern. “You will be welcome here when you no longer want to be here. You are not welcome here now. Good bye.”

Linda screamed, “No! No! Don’t make me go back!” But as she screamed, he drifted further and further away until he vanished into the distance.

Then she felt her body jolt and a woman wearing white yell, “Clear!”

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