“An unspeakable tragedy…”
Written for the LJ me_and_thee_100 comm; slightly tweaked.
They were watching Monday Night Football when they heard the news.
“An unspeakable tragedy…” intoned Cosell, “…rushed to the Roosevelt Hospital, dead on arrival.” They stared at each other in disbelief.
Later, they listened as Cronkite reported the facts: four shots to the back, allegedly at the hands of a deranged fan.
All that music, gone.
Hutch tried to play “Imagine,” but couldn’t. He was lost in the nightmare of another shooting, another body bleeding out on the pavement.
“Our story has a different ending, babe.”
Hutch leaned into the strong, reassuring arms gratefully and nodded. “Strawberry fields forever, Starsk.”
Chapter End Notes:
RIP, John Lennon (October 9, 1940 – December 8, 1980)
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