Of Course We Couldn't

Of Course We Couldn't. That wasn't why he was so frightened in the trees, or why he forgot how beautiful the city could be; the climbers on the bridge silhouetted at sunset. He had been offered free tickets once. Now the price was steep enough to make you think twice. There was little English around him, mostly French and Chinese; In the rocky waves he didn't know what it was for anymore. He had grown tired of the struggle, and lay cuckolded. The death of his youngest half-brother had been a savage thing. In the middle of the night, everything was said. The message was passed. If you had stayed with him you would have lived a very unhappy life. She had lost her son.