2 men and a book

By Frank A Hilario, guest blogger

They came, Ben and Alex, with a book to rewrite, Ben’s autobiography, who was already 83 years old. They were welcome to Wonder Island as old friends, those kinds that visit you only once in many months. Ben brought his trusty laptop computer, the one he used to write, all by himself, the first edition of his book, The Lonely Ones (about the many loves of his life). Alex brought his own desktop personal computer, because he wasn’t at all comfortable with the laptop. Ben and Alex will be writing separately, but for the same book. Ben would jog his mind of old memories to put more meat into the first book. Alex would revise the first book into his own narrative style. They would do that for one week, that’s the plan, comparing notes at the end of the day or early the next morning.

When he wasn’t typing or thinking, Alex would roam all over Wonder Island as if to gather some thoughts from the air. It was that too. It was also for physical exercise. Ben preferred to be swimming all the time in the pool, with his girl companion. She wasn’t the wife. They needed each other, one for comfort, the other for the comforts that money can bring.

Then they were gone.