Barry

‘Who is Barry?’

His question ripples through the room. Silence follows it. We look at each other. At him. Did he just ask who Barry is? After seconds that feel like centuries, one of us coughs. Another one finds the composure to speak. Probably Mike, but it may have been Matty.

‘How do you mean, who’s Barry?’

He focuses on Mike/Matty. We sense bewilderment, a hint of anger.

‘What? Why are you acting all weird? I hear Barry this, Barry that, like he’s the greatest guy ever. I want to see for myself.’

‘But,’ Mike/Matty says, ‘we thought you’re Barry.’

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