What a Picture.
Mark decided to go to the cinema, he didn’t go often. He went on a Monday afternoon when it was quiet. He liked going places when it was quiet. He sat in the front row, despite what so many people had told him about how it’s bad for your neck, and you don’t get a good view. The way he saw it was, the closer you got to the screen, the better view you had; a bit of neck ache was not a problem. So he thought he was pretty much on his own. There was an elderly couple sitting at the back near the entrance, probably for access purposes, and there were a couple of girls sitting over on the far right of the room, virtually out of sight, but not earshot; teenage girls are rarely quiet… Continue reading