I stood at the roadside across from Central station, intent on catching a cab to the Post Office in Surry Hills, where a mystery parcel awaited collection. My thoughts were filled with what I had to do before going out that evening.
I was only peripherally aware of the vehicle that stopped by me. Time slowed down as the passenger spat at me through his open window. The ball of saliva seemed suspended in mid air before landing at my feet: bubbles of expelled air suspended in glistening pool of bodily fluid.
The man laughed, locking eyes with me before turning to the driver whom I didn't register.
As quickly as it had arrived, the flat-bed truck re-entered the Sydney afternoon traffic and was gone.
About Me
- Paul B. Adams
- Vancouver, BC, Canada
- After an 18 year career in Information Technology, Paul sold his house and most of his possessions to realise three dreams: to travel in South East Asia, visit Japan and to become a writer. Paul left his native Britain in 2002 and after his Asian travels, spent four years living in Sydney, Australia, where he undertook a Ba in Communications, majoring in Creative Writing and Cultural Studies. Paul, co-writer of "The Marionette Unit," now lives in Vancouver.
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