The Almost Silence

[Kay Sera]

The almost silence is engulfing this night. The one lonely light above him hums irreverent to the solemnity of the room's long shadows. He sits, hands clenched into a tight fold on the table before him, the table that is almost barren. The almost silence, trembling slightly with the buzz of the black fly and rumble of cars and the purring light, swells in his ears like the cascading waves of an oceanic storm. Needing to end it, he unfolds his hands and reaches forward.

The almost silence is broken by the pop of the gunshot and the crash of his bloody head on the table.

[Kay Sera]

Angela, I don't know if you will read this, but thank you for adding this post as a favorite and for adding the comment below. It's one of my favorites that I have written. I always appreciate your comments because you're such a talented writer yourself. 

Funny how sometimes my personal favorites go almost unnoticed.

[Angela]

Sometimes I think the almost silence is harder to bear.  It reminds one of all the things 0f which one is not a part.  Interesting and insightful six.