When I came to, I didn’t know where I was. My head throbbed,and the world shuddered in time. Slowly now, up on my elbows. Streetlights. People.
“Drunks on the street in broad daylight.”
“Someone should call the police.”
“I’m not getting involved.”
Your kind round concerned face, dark hair bright eyes.
“You okay man? Looks like you hit your head.”
“M-mugged. I was mugged.”
“Well, crap. Come on. The hospital is this way.”
Years later, I see your face again, on the news.
“Need a lawyer? For you, no charge.”