Thinking about Willoughby crossing the street and stepping down the stoop steps towards us and is it raining? Well it was today and there are all the other pepople moving about in the ritual morning as he comes closer and Clark is calling out to him, “Hey Willoughby! How are you doing? How’s it going Willoughby?”
No answer.
“What the hell do you keep saying to yourself,” asked Clark. “Something about… ‘you’re gonna cry’? Is that it? Seriously how are you doing?”
And Willoughby sort of shrugs and he has to admit, “I don’t want to die.”