ANNIE
Why am I standing here, still, frozen? Why did the Panther Lady put out that
fire? Shouldn’t I be throwing
myself on something? plunging into something, waiting to be sealed up forever? Is there a parapet I can
. . . ? No. Lonnie lies and I stand. And the moment, just past, seems so
fresh---that moment when she was still alive. Like I can grab the gears of this wicked clock and jerk that
moment back. But it ticks farther
away, farther . . . Oh, Lonnie.
END
OF EPISODE 40.
