by Susan A. Eames
banana shake
Soft focus. The city coalesced
out of the murk. She sat in the back of the yellow taxi, straining to pick out
famous landmarks as they crossed the bridge. Landmarks she had seen in the
movies since childhood. But they paled into insignificance against the one
particular building she had come to see.
'Your first time?' said the taxi
driver.
'Yes. I must see the Empire State
Building.'
'Why?'
How could she explain how her
first cinematic experience had impacted her life? How she had screamed in unison
with the beautiful actress Fay Wray when she saw King Kong for the first time.
Eighty years!
And there it was. Breaking
through the fog. So majestic.
'Could you slow down, please?'
she said.
'He doesn't exist,
Ma'am.'
'Pardon?'
'The big ape. You won't see him
up there.'
The old lady laughed in delight.
'No, you're wrong. I can see him already.'
About the author
Susan A. Eames left England over twenty five years ago to explore the world and
dive its oceans. She has had travel articles and short fiction published on
three continents. After several fascinating years living in Fiji she has
relocated to West Cork in Ireland .
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