Play the Game

 

Milk Wood

Twist my words, he said, play the game. Come on, do it. She replied she had the orchestra waiting. He laughed and said you can't do it. You're not strong enough. She remained silent. He continued to laugh and twist her words. She felt like saying, come on, do it, but she didn't want to miss the right moment. He turned away to face the closed window. No one heard anything. No one saw anything. So, yes, she thought, she was strong enough to play the game. She dumped the weapon in the lake and the silencer in someone's trash.

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