Demolition Before the Bloom

of fifty people.

And he was smiling.

I stayed on the dirt.

I waited for the outrage.

I waited for another man to step forward, grab Richard by the collar, and push him back.

I waited for someone to yell.

Nothing happened.

The silence stretched out, thick and unnatural.

Then, a junior VP named Greg cleared his throat.

“Clumsy,” Greg echoed quietly.

He forced continue reading …