Flying Into The Sun

What should we take?

The Good Lady came into the lounge where I was sitting, contemplatively sipping a cup of Joe.

Hmm?

I said, Budha like in my zen'ity.

In fact, I couldn't have been more Budha if I had soaked a long bandage in beef fat and wrapped it many times about my penis whilst making Yoda-style rrmf noises.

What should we take? Come on, you know. We're leaving. Getting out of town?

The Good Lady looked at me with grim determination.

I knew that look. It was the look of the Mother. The mother, looking out for her brood. Whether it was a Chicken-mommy rolling her eggs frantically away from a gnashing fox's jaws or Mummy-Badger jerking off man-badgers in an alley for food to take home to her hungry flock.

It was universal.

She was trying to save us.

Her family.

I lifted my eyes until they met hers. I could see the turmoil in her eyes. She didn't want to leave. Things had been good here. We had made a life together. But now, everything had changed and she wanted to save us.

I nodded slowly.

But why, why not stay, Mummy-Bear? We're happy here?

I couldn't help but let a little perplexion seep into my silken voice as if I were Tom Jones eating a salted honey ring.

That thing you were talking about yesterday? You know? You were going nuts? The Token swap? The takeover of Steemit?

She stared at me in confusion.

You must remember!? The TRON thing? You said it was the end of everything.

She looked at me beseechingly with her puppy dog face.

So come on. I know a man who can get us out of the city. We can start a new life. Somewhere far away. Somewhere where they will never find us.

She looked fearfully to the window.

But we will have to hurry, there isn't much time. Come on!

She held a hand out to me.

I raised a hand as if to take it and then pulled back.

Sorry lass. I'm not going.

I uttered serenely.

You're not what?! But... But??!

She sputtered at me like my old car that once caught fire in the rain.

I'm staying. With Justin. I believe in him, he said we could be good together.

I said with a beatific smile on my face.

The Good Lady backed away from me as if I was a mad dog that had just eaten a raw turkey.

Then, this is goodbye?

She whispered, a tear tracking down her non-TRON face.

I smiled sadly.

Yes, darling. Goodbye. I am Justin's now.

Outside the storm howled.