In the studio Steve Fothergill is painting.It is a fine day and the sun shines through the windows and make lovely patterns and shadows on the floor.Steve got up from his stool in front of easal and go to the window looking out to the sea.when he opens the window and the sounds of waves can be heard across the room.
Steve--"Beautifull day and perfect weather but I don't feel any joy in my heart.Fame and frotune don't make me happy either.What is it that bothering me?May be I want something that I haven't got.I am empty inside.There is numbness inside me.I cannot feel the pleasures that others feel.I don't think I want to carry on like this for I have nothing to live for."
He walk across the room open one of the cabinet door pull outa bottle of tablets then he pour some wine in to a glass.He stood there contemplating for a while and then pour out a handfull of tablets on the table.He hold the glass of wine in his right hand but his hands are trembling.Suddenly he seem to remember something and walk towards the bedroom.There at the foot end of his bed an alter with a portriat of Emily.
Steve--"Goodbye Emily and goodbye world.If there is such thing as next life I would like to see you again Emily under better circumstances.But you have no hope in this life for I am leaving girl.All my love for you sweetheart."
He slowly go back into his studio gather all the tablets in his hand and swallowall of them one after another flushing down his throat with the glass of red wine in his hand........
No comments:
Post a Comment