The Facetime

I am bill? · by Bill Berger

The FaceTime

I’m 52 and it’s Father’s Day 2021.

I see us waiting in our kitchen in front of a blank screen. Lesley, Sadie, Zoe and I are here and we are tightly bunched so we are all in the webcam’s focus. FaceTime shows a green pulsating dot with GARY in the center. BAM! My father’s face appears in the window and his hair is sticking out six inches from each side. The entire family is hit by a wave of Maxwellian force. Hair blown back, which in my case, having little, is painful. The family is scattered across the kitchen and stunned.

BAM! Snake Guy is through the door and slaps up the laptop. As he’s making a discus-style full body huck, we see his car, engine idling with the passenger window. The laptop, spinning on vertical axis, makes a graceful arc and is caught by a waiting snake. “Don’t watch that shit. Fool!” and he’s gone.