Fragments of the Past

Write a story that includes the words: question, desk, problem

         
         In a room, Jared was debating with himself whether the person in front of him would understand the thoughts in his head. These past days, he felt that it had become a matter of urgency to have them heard. So he tried, anyway.

         "You see," he began, "the question that you should be asking is 'Will you rape or murder or break and enter into someone's house if you could get away with it?' Your answer would be no, right?" Jared paused. "That's because civilized and enlightened, mature individuals have sense of morality that is NOT defined by laws or by Do's and Don'ts' of any religious books. They don't do it because they're afraid of laws. They don't do it...why? Because? Yes, yes! That's right! It's wrong! It's just wrong! You don't need laws or sacred writings to deduce that, do you?"

         There was silence. Jared waited for the other person to say something. When he didn't, Jared continued.

         "And that's where the problem lies! Most people believe that they need laws to guide them...to do the right thing. They cannot imagine a society where peace and order is possible without laws or authorities to impose them. They..."

         Knocks on the door cut his soliloquy. When it opened halfway, his wife appeared after it.

         "His views are no better than yours, darling! Come, let's go or we'll be late," Mrs. Myers urged. She went closer to where he was standing, gently reached for his hand, and ushered him outside.

         The moment they were out, the phone rang.

         "Yes?" she asked slowly.

         "Ma'am, this is the front desk. There's a gentleman here who is asking for Professor Jared Myers. He said he is here to take him to Poor Clare Psychiatric Hospital."

         "Kindly tell him we'll be right there!"

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