Turning Off
Lester was scowling, Abby was giving the ceiling a look of resignation, Danny’s eyes had glazed over and Sarah’s were wide as she fought to stay awake.
And still, Connor continued talking.
Becker moved suddenly and grabbed Connor. Using exaggerated movements he pulled Connor from side to side, twisting him on the spot. He raised each arm, peering underneath, before spinning him, tipping his head forwards and pushing up his hair, seeming to search his skin for something.
“What are you doing?” Lester asked, his tone conveying a boredom that belied the question.
“I’m looking for the fucking off switch.”
And still, Connor continued talking.
Becker moved suddenly and grabbed Connor. Using exaggerated movements he pulled Connor from side to side, twisting him on the spot. He raised each arm, peering underneath, before spinning him, tipping his head forwards and pushing up his hair, seeming to search his skin for something.
“What are you doing?” Lester asked, his tone conveying a boredom that belied the question.
“I’m looking for the fucking off switch.”