Counterpoint

This is John Steele. This week, my files are open to the letter H for Harris. Kurt Harris. It's a story about a room with no windows that trap the man with no heart. I like to call it CounterPoint.

How can you tell the exact minute when an important change started to take? I guess it's almost impossible.

You know what you are today and you recognize them, they have some of the influences that have made you what you are, but it's hard to sit down and say that influence started when I was six and a half years old.

Or I got that idea at five minutes, after twelve, on Washington's birthday in 1922. Their roots are right, but roots without a minute. No, no, no, no, no. I'm not about your body, you're not sick.

What do you mean? What do you mean? Well, it's the line. Oh, I can't do anything with these lines. Why not? Well, it takes too long to get into it Line about washing his birthday. It's all right, but there's nothing but garbage above that What's up about the deck minutes when an important change started to take place?

Still it's not the way this guy had talked. I Don't know I'm an actor not a writer. I don't know Oh, something like, uh, it's hard. Like, trying to put your finger on the day you started liking the vanilla ice cream.

Look back over your life for me. I know, I'm an actor. That's good. Uh, cut the first four and a half lines down on how to say. That cut down to, I got that idea.

Yeah, will I write it? Right. How far is stuff, Ronnie? I want these footsteps to sneak in on the end of an aeration. Right now? Right, said, kid? Crying up loud. What's the matter? Nothing.