The Ridge by Randall Johnston (Starting Intro)  The Breaking of Wine Glasses and Bells Ringing from the Livestock - Excerpt  So this is a Callous remark of how I've shrugged at the night sky, figuring the lights are already out. I must've known the person that had paced towards me because they marched towards me with a stomp for each heel. She pulls me around by the shoulder and exclaims in distress, "Why are you so calm?" To which I responded, "It's just the end. At least we're here for the last one." He pats his dog's head. He seems so very calm right now. I take a swig of my wine and walk to the backyard, gazing into the dark night of our sky, out at the most magnificent thing I had ever bewildered come true. Soon there'll be no light. The girl had already whimpered off crying. "Wonder what's happening on the other side of the planet?" Throwing his glass at his house, he'd spent so much time and effort to procure only to ...