Keyla Vega

CROSSROADS

Crossroads It was a Friday, rain drizzling in the air and he was sitting in his leather sofa chair, staring at the ceiling, thinking………What am I going to do now? He had no immediate family, just a cousin in Spain, whom he had not seen in almost 20 years. His father died when he was 7 and his mother passed away just a few years ago. Never married, no kids and no next of kin. All alone to deal with his new situation. What now? What now? His eyes finally ungluing from the ceiling, he started to scan the rest of his world. An elephant statue from his father’s travels, the university diploma received from the Brooklyn school of the arts, the frame full of photos with the guys, the armoire from grandma, all his possessions, so many stories, so many memories. He stood up to get the remote and sat down back again, turned on the tv and wept himself to sleep.