I'm looking for the title and author of a short story that I think was in Esquire Magazine. I remember reading it in a collection of short stories from Esquire Magazine, but googling doesn't seem to help in this case.
What I can remember of it is that it was about a man at the train station, waiting for something, and he just sat there and sat there and sat there, and I think it ended with him saying "I am paralysed" or something like that.
Its very vague, I know, but hopefully someone will recognise it?
What I can remember of it is that it was about a man at the train station, waiting for something, and he just sat there and sat there and sat there, and I think it ended with him saying "I am paralysed" or something like that.
Its very vague, I know, but hopefully someone will recognise it?