The meeting started promptly at 1:00, right in the middle of a perfectly good Sunday afternoon. I wondered why I was participating with the bigger question of why I volunteered for anything else when my life was already bursting at the figurative seams with undone things, starting with a mound of laundry.
Yet, there I was, calling in to be counted for the rollcall and reviewing the agenda with my boys in the next room in the care of Daddy Longlegs and G-ma.
We were all accounted for except for one person who, unbeknownst to her, would be eaten later.
Shortly after the meeting was called to order, the leader brought up what she called, “the elephant in the room.”
She forgot we were only faces suspended in virtual reality, there was no room and there was no elephant.
“We have to address the recent chain of text messages. I think we all know what I am talking about.”
There was a quiet murmur of acknowledgement from the floating heads.
“Therefore, I am submitting a motion for the Texter to be removed from The Board.”
I gasped in silent horror, thankful for the mute option.
It seemed an extreme punishment for the offense. However, I was the newest person to join and unfamiliar with the group dynamics, processes, and procedures.
“I want to hear from everyone on this,” the leader requested.
One by one, all members present voiced their opinions with a unanimous agreement with the leader.
“She’s got to go and here’s why,” one member explained.
“I’ve been noticing her lack of enthusiasm for a while,” another shared.
“She’s always first to leave and last to arrive,” a third stated.
The elephant in the room was slowly torn apart, limb by limb, and picked clean until only the bones were left to dry. The decision was to be delivered via email with the offer of a phone call to work out any remaining details which the leader didn’t think would be necessary.
“Its what she wanted,” she reassured the cannibals who were still licking their lips.
They were temporarily satiated from their meal.
I wondered how long it would be before they felt the hunger pangs and turned their hungry mouths towards me. Somehow, I knew it would be a matter of time, especially now they had the taste of blood.