"FWLS24" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

Haven't gotten a job since, and I'm out of food. Since I can't
get the money to go home, I'm just going to push this rock off
the bridge."

"Rather final, isn't it?" the man wondered.

"That's the point," I said. "Finis, the end."

"Well, can't say I blame you. So shouldn't you be hurrying
up?"

"What?" I asked, confused

"Well, with the rock pushing and drowning business. This
was your original intention, right?"

"Yeah, it was. Alrighty. See you later," I said.

"You will?" the man said, confused.

"Oh. Well, I guess I won't be seeing you later," I
shrugged. The man nodded farewell and continued drinking his
brown water.

"Umm," I interrupted. "Aren't you going to stop me?"

"Do you want me to?" he asked.

"Well, sort of. I mean, this is the end, sort of fatal.
Pretty drastic. If I do this, I'd be dead."

"You sure? I mean, I wouldn't want to be a nuisance--"

"You wouldn't be, really. Be doing me a favor."

"Okay. Don't jump, you've got too much to live for."

"HA!" I laughed.

"Excuse me?" he said, puzzled.

"What do I have to live for?" I exclaimed. "I live in a
rathole of an apartment with real rats. Plenty of 'em. BIG
ones, too. I have no job, no cash, no food, and no way to leave.
What else is there for me?"

I sat there, looking at him, waiting for a reply. "Come on,
insist that things will turn out for the better already!" I said.
"You really aren't keeping up your end of this."