Waiting for

The two youths were sitting next to each other but not talking to each other.  They were both engaged with their phones, as youths are wont. I could imagine there conversation, sporadic, perhaps comfortable in their assumed collaboration, certainly in their whining exaggeration.  Or perhaps I could not imagine there conversation as there may be none.  I expect it would make a duller play if they were waiting for Godot.

And another thing
Notes and ideas for investigation and entertainment, perhaps even inspirations for other...

Stories short and long
Short stories and flash fiction mostly, some other writing that might be a little...