Post by bobbewley on Jan 25, 2019 8:33:27 GMT -5
Bruce's face grew dim. He stopped for a minute to look at his reflection in window of a reseuarant, Inside patrons forks stoppedasthey glanced at his ragged features. A beard thick and unkempt, his face spotted and dirty, hair wildand uncombed. Bruce wore clothing stained with urine and feces. His eyes wide, nose dirty ,mouth caked and he was hungry. The manager quickly hurried him away.
Bruce walked down the street finding relief in the alleyway as he squatted against a dumpster. Bruce's money was gone and his friends no longer cared even Alfred was gone.
Bruce walked down the street finding relief in the alleyway as he squatted against a dumpster. Bruce's money was gone and his friends no longer cared even Alfred was gone.
