The watchers are watching the watchers.
I watch from my bedroom window. Alpha watchers are being watched by Bravo watchers. I don’t see anyone else watching Bravo so I must be the Charlie watcher. That means there’s a Delta likely watching me.
Why? How could they possibly have found out?
Paul Beckman has kids and grandkids. He’s been published in The Raleigh Review, Boston Literary Review, The Brooklyner, Web Del So, Pure Slush, Playboy, Soundzine, 5 Trope, Word Riot, and other wonderful venues in print, online, and via audio and photography. He has stories upcoming in Ascent Aspirations, Pure Slush, Full of Crow Quarterly, Metazen, and The Boston Literary Magazine.