by Cherie Ann Turpin
(30 Stories in 30 Days)
The elevator stood at the far end of the ticketing and refreshments area of Gideon Cinema, a movie theater housed on the seventh floor of Galleria Fantasia. The room was filled with movie goers eager to depart into the night after being subjected to two hours of non-stop shooting, bombings, exploding body parts, as well as an endless stream of completely gratuitous and unnecessary use of expletives. For Margo and Jack, the movie was background noise to the real purpose of their presence in the theater, which was discussing strategies for battling the Phorzhicoa and taking back their territory. The sounds of the movie and the audience’s consumption of sweet and salty junk food masked the telepathic exchange.
Margo and Jack stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the Street Level. The other moviegoers stood back from the elevator car, staring at Margo and Jack with more than a little trepidation. The doors slammed shut, and the elevator quietly slipped down the shaft towards the Street Level. Margo opened her mouth to ask Jack what just happened, but hesitated before closing it and deciding to wait until leaving the building.
The doors of the elevator opened, and with that, Margo and Jack stepped out onto the marbled floors of the shopping center’s entrance. A six-year-old boy who had walked a few steps up from his mother pointed to the space behind the couple and giggled, as he said, “Pretty!” Margo and Jack smiled and waved as they walked past to the exit.
After seeing them walk through the revolving door, the boy turned to his mother and with a smile he said one sentence: “the people behind the boy and girl got wings, Mommy!”
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