A Reunion

We met on a train. Total coincidence. I asked how he was doing, in the American style of just meaning “Hello”, and he said “Not good.”

Then I noticed the thugs. Three guys staring him down. I call them idiots to be kind. They had no idea what were facing. And they were encroaching on me.

How dumb do you have to be to put your balls at shoulder level to someone who knows how to punch? And then an up thrust with the forearm. Most people can imagine what is coming next.

Yep, a right cross. Enough to scare off the other two.

I’d like to say he just said thanks but he actually said “Holy shit.”

No, holy vengeance, I thought, but just looked at him.

Turns out he was a writer. Similar thoughts as me. Science fiction and fantasy, Posted a lot on SubStack.

“I’ve got a new hero in mind.” he said as he left the train at his stop.

I only asked he get my name right. It’s Raguel.