Today's OneWord: Empty

When I walked into the theater, it was empty save for Stephen sitting in the back row, staring into space. The stage had not yet been cleared of the last play’s set, and lighting equipment was piled in an awkward, dangerous tower against the wall. As I surveyed the scene, Stephen seemed to notice me and spoke up.

“Mister Kramer said he’d break everything down tomorrow,” he said, as if he really believed it.