Panic Attack!

by thebetweenspace
originally published at 01:05PM on Monday, April 28, 2008

Edward the media guy, cowered under his desk in the media booth, wondering if the terrorists knew he was there. His Coca-Cola belly (he called it that so church members wouldn’t be privy to his alcoholism) was rising and lowering so rapidly he feared he was going to start hyperventilating.

Edward thought of his grandmother and the game she used to play with him whenever he had a panic attack.

‘Come here, Eddie,’ she would say. ‘Sit on my lap.’

He always loved sitting on her lap. That alone had the healing effect of a thousand balms.

‘We have a game to play.’ She always smiled after saying that. ‘Do you want to play the game?’

He always nodded, yes. ‘Okay, tell me what you’re afraid of.’

The terrorists.

‘Now, come on. Is that really scary enough to make you panic?’

Yes!

‘Well, guess what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna make your problem disappear. Do you know how I’m gonna do that?’

How?

‘I’m gonna ask Jesus to intervene.

But, you’re dead.

‘I’ll always pray for you, Eddie.’

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Comments

  • from ♠Ana Cristina♥:

    By the way, use the word “affect” only when you’re using it as a verb. So in your sentence above, where you’re using it as a noun, you need to use “effect.” OK, spelling lesson officially over. ;-)
    LoA

  • from thebetweenspace:

    PTL , I’ve been struggling with that for years. I could never remember when to use ‘affect’ and when to use ‘effect’. :)

  • from THX 0477:

    The effect. The e’s go next to each other. Oh, and the ficlet was neat too. I liked the internal discussion hearkening back to an earlier, peaceful time.
    LoA

  • from Stovohobo:

    I like the skips to the different characters. Very well told, original story.