An Icy Lot

Jan 2nd, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

I cautiously got out of my car into the icy lot. A man in a chair was spinning his wheels.

“Do you need any help?” I asked.

“What the hell do I need help for? Everyone thinks the cripple needs help. Damnit, no I don’t need help,” he said.

“I’m sorry, I just thought…”

“That’s your problem. Think too much. What do you know about being crippled?”

“I have schizophrenia,” I said.

“Well, congratulations. We’re both cripples,” he said. He broke a smile and we laughed.

“You don’t feel bad for me anymore do you?”

“Not at all,” I laughed.

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