After watching Frozen on television, David Emami felt inspired to build his own snowman. He hadn’t built a snowman since he was a young boy, but the newly fallen snow beckoned him and he knew he couldn’t resist the opportunity. He put on his winter clothes and proudly announced to his cats, Fred and Barbra Streisand, “I’ll be outside building us a new friend. If you need me, just holler at the window!” After that, he left the apartment and departed into the frigid parking lot.
Pablo, the apartment maintenance man, was quickly shoveling the lot.
“Good morning, Pablo,” said David.
“Good morning. You not have work today?”
“No school today. I’m going to build a snowman. Care to join me?”
“I have to work,” said Pablo with sadness in his voice.
“Well, aren’t you just a party pooper?!” said David.
David began rolling the balls of the snow and forming them into a snowman. People watched him as if he was crazy, but he rarely cared what people thought about him. Once the structure was complete, he grabbed some rocks to form a smile, a nose, and some eyes, then placed his scarf on it.
“Well, nice to meet you!” said David. “I’ll call you Pat.”
David admired his creation for a bit, then went inside. He put on some Christmas music and relaxed with his cats. Suddenly, he heard a crash outside. He jumped to the window and saw an old man parked directly on top of his beloved Pat. David’s heart sank and he ran outside.
“You killed him!” he screamed.
The old man looked at David, alarmed and frightened. “Killed who?”
David ran down the stairs and sprinted to the car and looked underneath. “Pat! My snowman! You’ve murdered him!”
“A snowman? That’s what you’re screamin’ about?”
David looked up, “He was more than a snowman! He was my friend!”
“Give it a break,” said the man as the walked to his apartment door.
David struggled to reach his favorite scarf and finally reached it and pulled it out. “What an awful end to a beautiful snowman.” David walked into his apartment, holding the scarf as he wept.
David Emami is Alone in Portland is a collection of stories that peer into the life of a middle-aged curmudgeon with a fondness for cats and antiques.
Playfully illustrated with Bitmoji characters, his story comes to life as each day brings a new adventure.
He was obsessive compulsive and mad about antiques. The apartment was covered, top to bottom, in decor that would be more aligned with that of an old woman that peaked in the 1960s. david-emami-takes-on-portland.html
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