The ambulance
drivers, none of whom were paramedics, came to pillage him of his
wallet and watch. He got up, Thai boxed them for his things, and
realized as they ran from him in fright that he was as ethereal as a
cloud. And then his parents came out of nothingness and he told them
that they needed to go away since he (ghost or man) was now a free
agent and did not need them any longer. As he got back on his
motorcycle someone knocked on the door.
He woke up but his brain was retarded in an earlier being. As he
heard the knocking he imagined that Jatupon was lying beside him and
listening to his scurrying feet move toward the door. So many years
they had slept in the same room. They had slept side by side until a
few years ago. Did he love his brother so much that he would wake up
with him skirting around in his dreams? Maybe he did since the habit
of being with him was long. The youngest sibling was so much of his
past and he had been accustomed to him without major aversion. The
habit of being with someone without major repugnance was indeed the
only thing that constituted fraternal love; and yet, little as it might
be, it was what the particles of black space in the universe were
created for.
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