the empty road - 36. the sky

by bofa xesjum

part thirty-six of forty

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standing outside the kentucky fried chicken store, sheriff pete poole suddenly realized he had no idea what he was doing. he did not know who the man in the store had been, and had no reason to chase him. much as pete despised the new crop of self-styled crime fighters, what had the man said or done? i guess i must have been letting my imagination run away with me, pete thought somewhat disconsolately. with a sigh, he got back in his car, and sat there looking out the window. there was nothing much to see - just the mcdonalds and the street and the sky. pete sat there for a few more minutes, contemplating the street and the sky. and they did not change -, they just stayed exactly the way they were. finally, pete started the patrol car, and pulled out onto the street. pete was neither young nor real old, or fat or thin. but he was in more or less reasonably good shape. he wished his life was a little more exciting. but then, so do a lot of people. maybe they all watch too much television. that could be the reason why. it is just a thought. i have these thoughts. how about you? do you? thoughts. next