The cop saw the car stop on the bridge but didn't think too much about it People often stop there cars on the bridge late at night, when there was not much traffic. The bridge was over the deep river that cut the city neatly to two.
Suicides like the bridge, too. The cop didn't think of that until he saw them and get out of the car, walk slowly along the footpath at the age, put a hand on the real.. Was something about that lonely figure, something about greatness of the night, the fog coming off the river. The cop looked at him and swore, and wondered if he could get to him in time.
He didn't want to shout or blow his whistle because he knew much surprise could do to the probable sucide. Then, the man lit a cigarette, and the cop knew he had time. They always smoked all of that last cigarette before they went over the edge.
When the cop was within ten yards of him, the man turned, gave a slight jump, then nodded as if accepting that the moment has passed. He appeared to be in his middle forties, tall with a narrow face and thin black eyebrows.
"Looking at the city?" said the cop.
"I saw you here and thought I'd come and have a talk with you. It can get lonely at this hour after night." He patted his pockets, pretending to look for her cigarettes and not finding them.
"Got a spare cigarette on you?" He asked.
The man gave him a cigarette and lit it for him. The cop thank the man and look out of the city.
" Looks pretty from here" he said.
"Makes a man feel like peace with himself."
"It hasn't had that effect on me, the man said.
"I was just thinking about the peace a man cold find peace for himself."
"Things usually get better soon or later, even if it takes a little while, the cops said.
It's a tough world, but it's the best we've got, you are not going to find a better one at the bottom of the river." The man said nothing for a moment of eerie silence.
Then he threw his cigarette over the railing and watched it hit the water. He turned to the cop.
" My name is. . I don't think I'd have done it. Not tonight."
"Something particular bothering you?" asked the cop.
"Not...... Anything special."
"Have you seen a doctor? That can help, you know."
"So they all say."
"Wanna get a cup of coffee? Offered the cop.
The man started to mutter something, then change his mind he lit another cigarette and blew out a cloud of smoke.
"I'll be alright now, I'll go home, and get some sleep. I haven't been sleeping well since I had nightmares of my past."
" Oh, "
The cop had a hand on his shoulder.
"You'll get over it Mr. Han."
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Venz
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