I’ve already shared a couple other pieces today, but this was one I couldn’t ignore. I love the originality and humor. Quirkiness is a hard thing to do well, and this author is right on target. Again, it is more of a happening than a story. There isn’t a clear crisis, nor character growth. Oddly, the first-person narrator is not really the main character and doesn’t really do anything. But I think the writing more than makes up for it.
Ernie was odd in the sense that he was not that odd. He wound up in the Kevorkian Clinic because he’d tripped at home and snapped his arm in three places. This is where they sent him, to die with the rest.
But, Ernie was on his feet in no time. The rest of the clients lounged about waiting for their medication but Ernie just followed me around and helped with every task. You wouldn’t know anything was wrong with him by his looks. He was tall with a swoon-worthy jaw line and lively eyes. The woman from HR said he’d even been married once.
The only thing that tipped you off was that Ernie never shut up. Most of it was complete nonsense; a jumble of different words all mashed together.
I don’t know if he’d always been this way but, he certainly was now. As he’d follow me…
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