“What do you want me to do… repent or something?”
Jeremy:
“Yeah, right.”
“It’s the truth,” Benny said, holding up his hands to tampil that his fingers weren’t crossed.
“Whatever anda say, man.”
Benny thought for a moment. He had just let Jeremy Greene, a twenty-one-year-old mechanic on his way to visit his girlfriend, in on the fact that he was God.
“Okay, don’t believe me, that’s fine. I’m used to it, really,” Benny berkata with a laugh. “But, humour me.”
Jeremy huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “What do anda want me to do… repent atau something?”
“That would be great,” Benny berkata with an expectant smile. It occurred to Jeremy that Benny hadn’t realized he was being sarcastic.
He stared at Benny, his eyes narrowed. “You’re insane. Do anda know that? anda are an insane man on a bus. Not God.”
“Hey, God has to get around somehow.”
“Can’t God fly?”
“I’m not Superman.”
“You’re not God, either.”
The two sat together for a while, not saying anything. Benny wanted to give Jeremy a menit to cool off. He knew that Jeremy had a bad temper and didn’t want to upset him so much that he just walked away. atau hit him.
“You know,” Benny said, casually, “I don’t really expect anda to repent right away. Admitting things is the first step.”
“What did anda say?”
“What? Admitting things? Yeah, it’s the first step. anda know that, right?”
Jeremy swallowed, hard.
“Don’t anda know that step?”
“Buddy, I know all the steps.”
Benny nodded, slowly. “You can kick it, anda know.”
“Kick what?”
“Your dirty little secret, your bad habit.”
Jeremy furrowed his brow. “Excuse me?”
“Drinking,” Benny explained.
“I don’t drink.”
“Sure anda do. How else would anda know I was talking about the Alcoholics Anonymous twelve steps?”
“Lots of people know those.”
“Especially alcoholics.”
Jeremy quickly looked out the window.
Good, Benny thought, a reality check never hurt.
“You don’t have to be God to know that stuff. anda could have seen me atau something,” he said, still looking out the window.
“I guess your right. But then again…” Benny said, drawing out his syllables irritatingly, “maybe you’re not.”
Jeremy didn’t say anything.
“You know what the detik step is?” Benny asked.
“Yeah, uh… something about… power?”
“It’s coming to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity,” Benny quoted.
“So what?”
Benny flashed him a big, toothy grin. “Meet the Power greater then yourself.”
No sun--no moon!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--
No road--no street--
No "t'other side the way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents go--
No puncak, atas to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar people--
No courtesies for tampilkan 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No park--no ring--no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--
No road--no street--
No "t'other side the way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents go--
No puncak, atas to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar people--
No courtesies for tampilkan 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No park--no ring--no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
