The movie voucher stuck out of his wallet at a funny angle, amongst the receipts and other pocket detritus poking out. Hoyts. One concession ticket redeemable at any of their cinemas. It was really faded – but he could just make it out – yes – expires August ’99. Probably only a month from now. He should call Justin – just so they wouldn’t waste it. They could see one of the new films. “The Matrix” looked really interesting – yes everyone was talking about the Matrix and Keanu Reeves.
Man what a headache – they kept getting worse. And his feet were sore – he didn’t want to take his shoes off though. And he was cold, really cold.
But this won’t stop them going to the movies. He can get them both popcorn and a coke – its going to be fun – something different. He’d have to find money for his own ticket which was a problem – they were probably $5 or $6 these days and to be honest he’s kind of broke. But the other concession ticket will be expiring soon and he doesn’t want to waste that opportunity. No more wasted opportunities. He hadn’t talked to Justin in a while so this would be a good opportunity to give him a call and see how he’s going. Have a really good chat. Its a bit warmer in this phone booth. He hoped it would work, most of them didn’t and he wasn’t sure where the next one was exactly.
Hi Justin…. its ahhh Dad.
What do you want?
I was just wondering do you want to come with me to see..umm… that Matrix at the movies – I have a voucher you can use – it won’t cost you anything. I think I could also buy us some popcorn or a coffee….
How did you get this number?
Well I’ve got it in my pocket. I’m pretty forgetful but I wouldn’t lose your number Justin.
We have the matrix on DVD, I’ve seen it 100 times already.
Ummm….OK – so you’re not … well, we could see any other movie you’d like – I wouldn’t want to waste that voucher now.
Use it yourself. I’ve got to go.
Ummm OK, its a concess.. listen I’ll give you anoth..(click)
Well haha – that was classic Justin. Always busy. A real go getter. He was so proud of his son. He’d heard there were grandkids. That’d be something. If only he had his address. Its got to be here in this frickin trolley or stuffed somewhere in this bloody jacket or shirt, thats where all his shit ended up. That call took something out of him. Something from him.
Hey, he’ll look for the address in the morning. Right now, it has turned into a crystal clear winter night – absolutely still. The moon is beautiful and – sharp – he’s never seen a moon so….sharp before – its gonna get bitterly cold. Take off this damned jacket and shirt – it’ll be easier to find the address that way. Lie down now – hold onto the voucher – don’t want to lose that as well.
He’ll find his son in the morning.