2022, fiction, noir, Ohio River Valley Literature, prose

Random Noir, 1

I watched the couple. They were maybe 200 yards away along River Rd under the river overlook next to the Galt House. From the 2nd Deck of the Mary M. Miller, inside, and at that distance they didn’t see me. Passing headlights didn’t keep them from embracing and I wondered casually if she’d go on her knees.

She didn’t before I lost interest and kept on with my rounds.

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