Meeting the little man who isn't there is rated an horrendous experience. But discovery that the man is there may be even worse.
vited him in. They stepped into a clean living-room. At one end was the television set, at the other end were several chairs. There was nothing between the set and the chairs except a large grey rug which stretched from wall to wall. They walked to the chairs and sat down.
"Now, just what is the matter with your husband, Mrs. Nest?"
Mrs. Nest reached into a large bowl and absently picked up a piece of stale popcorn. She daintily placed it in her mouth and chewed thoughtfully before she answered.
"I wish I knew. All he does all day long is sit in the backyard and stare at the grass. He insists that he is standing on top of a cliff."
Hanstark took out a small pad and a short ball-point pen. He wrote something down before he spoke again. "Is he violent? Did he get angry when you told him there was no cliff?"
Mrs. Nest was silent for a moment. A second piece of popcorn joined the first. Hanstark's pen was poised above the pad. "No. He didn't get violent."
Hanstark wrote as he asked the next question. "Just what was his reaction?"
"He said I must be crazy."
A short, short story. Basically, it's a one-joke story. Just okay.
Harmless, predictable short story about a man who is having hallucinations -- or so the government thinks. Very quick read, worth it if you just need to slay a little time.