“Okay, why are you following me?”
“What? I’m not following you.”
“Yes, you are. I saw you at the grocery store, the library, and on the bus. What gives?”
“Well…”
“WHY?!”
“No need to yell! Would you believe me if I told you-”
“That I’m, what, chosen? Not that cliché.”
“Well, things become cliché for a reason…”
“You’re kidding.”
“I’m really not. Hey, no need to push!”
“Just leave me alone. I have enough going on without more crazy following me around.”
“About that…”
“Ugh. What?”
“Didn’t you ever wonder why crazy seems to follow you?”
“I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?”
© The Lightning Tower, 2020